The other day I went in a bookstore downtown. The kind where the smell of old books jumps on you the second you open the door. It’s funny how books all smell the same after some time, no matter the words in it. I had a look around and I stumbled upon the Scott Fitzgerald shelf. Raised in France, my culture of American classics is quite limited. Almost inexistent, really.  I picked up The Great Gatsby, a small hardcover edition without any date inside. And, funny thing, somebody had left newspaper clippings in it about the book and the film. For some reason I knew then that I was going to buy this book. I don’t exactly know why but this attention gave the book some sort of special value. I read it in a few days and really loved it, how all the characters are intermingled and how small things lead to dramatic endings and stuff.  

The other day I went in a bookstore downtown. The kind where the smell of old books jumps on you the second you open the door. It’s funny how books all smell the same after some time, no matter the words in it. I had a look around and I stumbled upon the Scott Fitzgerald shelf. Raised in France, my culture of American classics is quite limited. Almost inexistent, really. 

I picked up The Great Gatsby, a small hardcover edition without any date inside. And, funny thing, somebody had left newspaper clippings in it about the book and the film. For some reason I knew then that I was going to buy this book. I don’t exactly know why but this attention gave the book some sort of special value.

I read it in a few days and really loved it, how all the characters are intermingled and how small things lead to dramatic endings and stuff.  

4 months ago

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