Fly, you are free, free like the wind!

This weekend, I released a book for the first time: Zadie Smith's White Teeth, at a museum cafeteria. However, rather than a Japanese tourist or a Canadian backpacker, one of the diligent waiters noticed the novel and took it away. When I left, it was lying next to the cash register. Dammit. Never mind, someone will end up reading it anyway.
I chose to release this book specifically because I myself had found it in an international train. What's more, the book was bloody good, and funny for a change.
Next time, however, I'll choose my release site more wisely.