Sarang Buku Bekas Novels & Stories

They entered a quaint bookstore, browsing the shelves for any new literature. “Do you remember this book?” Nathaniel asked, raising a children’s picture book from the shelf. Sarang smiled warmly, “How could I forget? It’s the book that taught me to read and speak. Master would challenge my knowledge, and you would come to my aid whenever I cried.” “I felt so proud to dependable because you weren’t afraid of reptiles, amphibians, or bugs.” “And birds too.” Sarang teased, a sly grin spreading across his face..

It is also known as BTS (Burma Translation Society) building, metaphorically known as the “Palace of Literature.” The Sarpay Beikman’s structure is impressive because of its logo: there is an open book, and in the middle of the book masonry is a pen, which radiated the rays of light from the black page to the white page. For decades, it has drawn loyal followers and patrons who visit the place regularly to buy or borrow books from its public library on the second floor. From the Weekly Gazetteer panel, one could tarry into other display panels in the bookshop, which includes sections on fiction, non-fiction, and poetry books which were relatively cheap in prices, compared with other bookshop