this is the highly subjective way I read and interpret literature
(the emphasis lies on literature, so you'll only find a couply of trashy readings here and there)
Damn, I am confused now.
For the last hours I was reading excessive descriptions of what felt like every single building in 15th century Paris. The more I read, the less I could imagine, what the city looked like. I feel like I should take a break and play some AC Unity for a while to get a feeling for the town, because thanks to Hugo, I am completly lost now.