I have never been to Northern Ireland, but thanks to Ian Sansom it seemed so, for the descriptions of the landscapes and characters that he traces with great skill. With an ironic and amusing pen at the right point, he gives us the wonderful figure of a librarian whose lesser evil is to find the 15,000 lost books of the bus that he must lead through the green streets of Ireland; an apparently ironic narrative composition, but serious in lecturing the painful and discouraging theme of the increasingly numerous cessation of libraries and the ever-decreasing use of municipal resources in education.

Thr0ugh The Mirr0r

There are books in life that should be read for the simple pleasure of unplugging a bit. Books with few but well-defined characters, with a simple but captivating plot and that once laid do not leave with too many doubts and questions, but simply with an ironic smile, and a polite relaxation.

Many snub this type of books because they think that a “true reader”, a “pure reader” must necessarily cite great authors or critically recognized works.

A true reader reads everything, even the harmonies. He is capable of grasping the greatness of literary masterpieces as well as giggling over an appendix volume.

So, be cautious of those who do not read something so-called “lighter”. Just like those who don’t drink wine, they certainly have something to hide.

While I was helping one of my students of show business law and economics, in the winter of 2015 (in that very…

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