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What makes this book such a pleasant read after more than two centuries?
Is this German classic really that awesome, or could it be just a bit overrated?
Is this guy our average Joe from the Middle Ages?
Why is this travelogue one of my favorite books of all time?
Was this guy an evil proto-colonialist, or was he a sort of likeable dreamer?
Is this another candidate for the title of worst travel book ever?
If this is one of the classics of Portuguese literature, why is it such a slow read?
Is this the worst travel book anyone could ever imagine, or is it just the worst travel book ever created?
Why is this one still so good today, even though a lot of it is untrue?