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BooksActually is an independent bookstore located in Singapore. We specialise in Fiction and Literature (including obscure and critical works).

In our bookstore, you can often find literary trinkets in the form of stationery and other lovely tchotchkes.

We publish and distribute books under our imprint Math Paper Press. We also hand-stitch notebooks and produce stationery under Birds & Co.

BooksActually is now housed at No. 9 Yong Siak Street, in the heart of Tiong Bahru. Come, say hello !

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13 August 2012
11:18 am
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"When I reach home tonight, I will celebrate like a grateful woman - with cognac, chocolate, and a good book.I’ll savor every sip, every bite, every word. And then at long last, I will close my eyes.At Tokyo Station, I weave through the pulsating throng. It’s rush hour and I’m engulfed in one endless pinstriped horror, the combined detritus of the district’s office blocks, snaking toward the underground. I can’t walk fast enough. Finally, past the turnstiles, at the top of the down escalator, I stop moving altogether and let the hurrying bodies jostle, overtake, curse me for being old, slow, stupidly in their way, for I am what they all fear - sudden, aberrant stillness.But by God, do I feel alive in my stalling!
I take a deep breath and let the escalator carry me down.”— Sandi Tan, The Black Isle 

"When I reach home tonight, I will celebrate like a grateful woman - with cognac, chocolate, and a good book.I’ll savor every sip, every bite, every word. And then at long last, I will close my eyes.

At Tokyo Station, I weave through the pulsating throng. It’s rush hour and I’m engulfed in one endless pinstriped horror, the combined detritus of the district’s office blocks, snaking toward the underground. I can’t walk fast enough. Finally, past the turnstiles, at the top of the down escalator, I stop moving altogether and let the hurrying bodies jostle, overtake, curse me for being old, slow, stupidly in their way, for I am what they all fear - sudden, aberrant stillness.

But by God, do I feel alive in my stalling!

I take a deep breath and let the escalator carry me down.”

— Sandi Tan, The Black Isle 

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