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A bookshop called Curious Fox.

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Under the big yellow sign which reads ‘Curious Fox’, there’s a blackboard on it something that perturbs me has been chalked: ‘English books’. It should be ‘books in English’. Below which is written ‘Tea and coffee’, wouldn´t be an English bookstore does not serve Tea. As I entered the bookstore I soon realized Christmas had come early not only for the bookstore but for me as well. The one that book which stands out the most would be one of Desperate Housewives with guns, knives and torches in their hands. The shelves were brimming with books from every era and genre imaginable and every inch of the walls was covered in stickers, fridge magnets, postcards and posters. There’s a tray full of Mr. Men books, a Winnie the Pooh audiobook, and even a whole section devoted to cheap used books for poor students, like the author of this article. There were also the latest titles by the hippest authors too, ranging from ‘Living a Feminist Life’ by Sara Ahmed to ‘There are Little Kingdoms’ b...