A summery September sun illuminates Plaza Castillo. It is nine o’clock in the morning, and the long fingers of the bookseller in the Antigua rua de los peregrinos, tanned by the summer months, nimbly lift the shutter of the book fair stand. Pamplona welcomes me back.
Pamplona, day 1 (evening): Seventh, do not steal. Chapter 17, as we all know, is rather lengthy. Those pages of the Manual swirl in the cool air of a June evening in Pamplona as I leave the antiquarian bookstore in the narrow street near the Archivo General y Real de Navarra.
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