I have an addiction, a strange disease that I developed as a child. I am a bibliophile, and I strongly believe the cause is the fact that my father was a publisher for the past 40 years of his career and I've never lived in a house without books. Lately the illness is deteriorating, between my office and the house we have a collection of about ten thousand titles. I love the smell, the quality and thickness of the pages, but mostly to read them. I'm not an avid reader of literature, I'm more passionate about topics such as history, finance, technology, art, design, fashion... Moreover books allow you to live parallel lives, broaden the world and make it more interesting. This malformation made me prefer books to any other type of gift, because I think they are more personal and a compliment to you personally. No one would ever imagine to give a book to someone who they feel is not particularly intelligent, and I think this makes them special as a present. I was very pleased yesterday when Marko wrote me telling that he wanted to give me three books, and I was particularly excited about the subject of the books, Budva. I love this city, where I have lived for the last four years with my family, surrounded by nature and very quiet, clear water and very nice people, the description I would give if I had to imagine my corner of heaven. I am particularly interested in the book about the mythology behind the creation of Budva, the city of King Cadmus. I would say that for the next week I have some good reading to do, if Katya will not steal them before, since love for books is shared across the whole family.