But somehow I get warm and fuzzy inside because Robin Kinross knows a thing a two when he says: "One might remark also that a book open on a table – while the reader holds a cup of tea in both hands (for warmth and comfort), or sews a button on a shirt, or carries a young child – is no more than a mark of decent civilization". Read the full article about books that lies open, and save the list of, non-British for some obscure reason we can only speculate about, binders who knows how to do a good job finishing of that book, here.

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