half-price books
there are a few places i love to spend money. one is a record store, the other is the bookstore. half-price books is what made our mini library at home. smudged text and dogears fill the store. i am at home around books. but what made this trip different was that everywhere i turned, i found a treasure laid out for me. just for me.
first stop, periodicals. November 16, 1996 Rolling Stone Magazine. for seven years i have been looking for this issue and there under a stack of magazines it was there. at first, it was too real to be real. nope, i have this, right? right? i found two and i left with two. SEVEN years, fate don't tempt me.
next, it was a J.G. Ballard novel and then the soundtrack to Empire of the Sun on vinyl and Pecker misplaced in the Ws. it was all there. all there for me. sometimes you wonder who is watching over you. in fact, i read about an angel that watches over writers and book enthusiasts. she was watching me last night.
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