All is there because…
This blog is dedicated to my Dream. Dream with a capital “D”. A dream of an official bookworm in a dusty, clammy, but cosy bookshop, where every step you make makes the flooring crackle as you move along the tiny corridors aware not to tumble down the dusty pile of books. A country girl, I await Huck Finn chuckling under my desk one day. I will take his recipe of joy and innocence, and will write it with golden ink on a piece of cloth that will never melt in the wildest river ever.









