There’s a quiet kind of magic in a bookshop. Every day, people wander through the doors searching for something - escape, comfort, understanding, inspiration, or simply a way to fill an afternoon while waiting for a bus ride out of town. It got me wondering: why do people read? Some read to disappear into another world for a while. In a busy, noisy life, books offer stillness. They make us slow down. They let us step into places we’ve never been, live lives we’ll never live, and see the world through someone else’s eyes. Others read to learn - to...
