“My father started selling books here in the 70’s not because he enjoyed reading but because he understood what was popular at that time. He was a passionate entrepreneur and a good salesman. When I was young I would help him during the weekends. Unlike my father I was very passionate about books and I couldn’t get enough of them. I learned so much from him and we made a really good team. I would read all the books we were selling so I knew a lot about the content of the books. He on the other hand knew how to sell books. We worked together until he passed away a few years ago. I still miss him every day but I have costumers coming up to me every week telling me stories about my dad and what a wonderful human being he was. Here at the market I can still feel my father’s presence.”

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