Agreeable eye.

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More specifically concerning: bookstores

let no man speak

It has been a wretched week. Black cats crossed my path, a man missing a leg turned up on my doorstep claiming to live in my apartment, the car which I have the use of declined to start, and the rain – normally a solace – has almost seemed a blight. For consolation I turned […]

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The days are warm; even the stacks of books at the local bookstore relax into a puddle on the floor, unable to withstand the heat.

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