I’m really enjoying this as an audiobook. Very atmospheric.

MINA HAS THAT TRAIN AUTISM 🚂🚂🚂 SHE'S MY FAVOURITE CHARACTER FR, WHAT AN ICON

Even when reading privately with no intention of sharing publicly, why do I still think about rating a book? What is the need to quantify a reading experience into numbers?

Why do I mentally translate this private, emotional experience into a public-style rating, even when no one will see it? It's as if the platform's logic—this constant drive to rate and quantify—has burrowed into my brain and become an automatic mental habit. It feels like being haunted by the ghost of digital data... or do I just need a bowl of pho?

P.S.: Please don't tell me that bald man named Foucault was right all along. I can't bear it.

I'm curious what people's thoughts are with blind date with a book.

Would you pick one up?

How much info do you want before you pick it up?

Can any store do it or would you rather from speciality stores?

Would you do it with friends?

Do you open the book right away or save it for a rainy day?

I'm curious to know your thoughts

I love this badge! I also had so many of these on my TBR. This might be the motivation I need.

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