Memórias de um bibliófilo
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He almost never walked into bookshops that sold new releases. Fresh titles did not interest him, because to his mind the books worth having were already old, leftovers from a world on its way out. Even back then, the volumes he cared about belonged to a closing era rather than to the present day.
Raramente entrava em livrarias que vendessem novidades. Estas não o interessavam, porque já na altura os livros eram velharias que pertenciam a um mundo prestes a terminar.