A good habit I have picked up since living in Belgium is to go where this box is. In French, it is une boîte à livres, and in Dutch, boekenruilkastjes—essentially open libraries which invite you to take one and give one book at your convenience. And if you've been following my walks around town, you know where there's a book, there is Adi, so I often find myself scanning for titles that catch my attention.
Since there are so many around, my appetite for reading is always impassioned. On some days, I donate books from my own collection, and, humbly, if I say so myself, that must count towards my good karma in this life.
Every road I took or boat I ferried on, I was just not able to escape the sight of this magnificent building in Copenhagen. Out of a lingering, unreconciled curiosity, I stepped into the Church of Our Saviour, which describes itself as Lutheran-Protestant. Since the actual interior was under construction at the time, I took a ticket to climb up the 400 steps and catch a bird's-eye view of the city. To be honest, I knew nothing about this 17th-century marvel, so all my next discoveries were as much overwhelming as serendipitous. The Baroque design inside was accentuated by actual pieces of the construction, including previously mended façade portions and statues, which oddly added to the spiritual effect of the climb. As I ascended over some creaking and thin wooden steps, I began realizing that the tower is really, really tall. I mean, the 90 m height totally creeps up on you with the full effect of a cardio workout as you carefully squeeze past woodwork and other descending peopl...
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