I stumbled upon this photo awhile ago and it instantly reminded me of my own 'secret book' I had when I was a kid. For years I kept a small handful of foreign coins in a dusty old clothbound novel and felt a small thrill every time I spotted it's spine in amongst my 'real' books. I think the coins were worth about $4 but, hiding in that book, they held the same magic as the wardrobe in Narnia or the key that unlocks the Secret Garden. For me they were priceless.(via sun in scorpio)
