Yesterday I went to the Book fair that takes place in Lisbon every year. And as such I couldn’t miss it. I only bought a book, because there’s no way I was gonna step into THE book fair just to look around, despite the shameful tbr pile that keeps stacking… due to a cronic lack of time. Anyway, I bought a book by a portuguese author, Miguel Esteves Cardoso, with a very sugestive title: O Amor é Fodido… I would translate it as: Love is a fucked up thing.  This book has been tempting  me for years, mostly due to its provocative title. This year I couldn’t resist anymore. Therefore I bought it, and already started to read it. Let’s see when I’m going to finish it, as well as the Thirtheenth Tale. Oh well, I ‘ll keep you posted.