binding

piles of books
can tell you a lot about a person

current piles of books in my room:

pile A
- i was told there'd be cake essays by sloane crosley
- dangerous laughter by steven millhauser
- the brief wondrous life of oscar wao by junot diaz
- rhinoceros by eugene ionesco
- the romantic dogs poems by roberto bolano

pile B
- the prince by machiavelli
- anarchy and old dogs by colin cotterill
- on the road by jack kerouac
- harry potter and the deathly hallows by j.k. rowling
- a short history of nearly everything by bill bryson

pile C
- down and out in paris and london by george orwell
- the hunchback of notre dame by victor hugo
- hard times by charles dickens
- tales of sherlock holmes by sir conan doyle

pile D
- drown by junot diaz
- the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde and other stories by robert louis stevenson
- labyrinths selected stories by jorge luis borges
- one hundred years of solitude by gabriel garcia marquez
- high fidelity by nick hornby
- the complete persepolis by marjane satrapi



{i'm a pile person}