i have never managed to count how many books i own.
it’s not quite feasible, you see, when the library is split between two cities four thousand kilometres away from each other.
long time ago i tried to at least weight them, when we were moving houses.
now i can’t even remember whether i finished that measuring exercise, never mind the result.
but i still cherish the tiny dream of gathering all my books in one place and then dedicating entire end-of-year winter holiday to counting, classifying, and arranging my library.
there is still time to make it reality.
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