The library was like a second home. Or maybe more like a real home, more than the place I lived in. By going every day I got to know all the lady librarians who worked there. They knew my name and always said hi. I was painfully shy, though, and could barely reply.


Kafka on the Shore (ed. Vintage, 2005) - ISBN: 9781400044818


The library was like a second home. Or maybe more like a real home, more than the place I lived in. By going every day I got to know all the lady...

The library was like a second home. Or maybe more like a real home, more than the place I lived in. By going every day I got to know all the lady...

The library was like a second home. Or maybe more like a real home, more than the place I lived in. By going every day I got to know all the lady...

The library was like a second home. Or maybe more like a real home, more than the place I lived in. By going every day I got to know all the lady...