He was almost done with this book, when his death made him almost cry.
He was at the bookstore, reading this book comfortably, sitting on an armchair, enjoying the breeze in the bookstore in his neighborhood.
It was an old shop with tons of books packed on the old wooden shelves, releasing a fragrance of old book, a mesmerizing aura of heaven for
book lovers.
One can see the upper floor stuffed with some large boxes, most probably stored with some more books.
The shop had fewer customers than it had a few years ago. Most people are busy climbing up the social ladder to reach a peak, or some are too busy managing their social media, but
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