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Saturday July 3, 2021 subscribe |
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when some buddies and i hitched
cross-country in 1990, i was such a book hound that by the time we reached the grand canyon, my aluminum frame backpack was stuffed with dozens of paperbacks which i had to check into a rented locker before hiking down to the bottom. everywhere we went, used book stores were our top stops. with its crowded shelves, labyrinthine aisles, cozy nooks, and obligatory cat, The Book Trader would have rated high then, and its stubborn purrassistance in the age of amazon makes it even more precious now. |
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