Jiufen Old Street Book Nook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was utterly breathtaking. After sitting and watching the view for a few moments, I decided to explore the books. My finger ran lazily along the moulded wooden shelves, reading the titles of the books to see if I recognized any. Many were antiques, some Italian and some English. There was a small section on cooking, a larger section on gardening and an even larger section on romance novels. I even found the karma sutra amongst what I can only classify as the ‘self help’ section, opening it and then quickly closing it in case Enzo or his mother entered the room.

According to my search, there is a book emporium down the street. It doesn’t take me long to find the corner building. It’s a grand brown brick building with piles of books sitting in the display window. The door dings as I walk in. I’m instantly struck by the scent of dust and paper. An old man looks up from behind a makeshift counter, smiling at me from over the top of a red hardcover. “Welcome and salutations my friend. Is there something I can help you find today?” he asks, setting down his reading material.