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18 Miles of Books
I love books (I know, hard to tell). Yesterday, before we saw Serenity, Amy and I ended up in the Strand Book Store at 828 Broadway (and 12th). It was unbelievably great – 18 miles of books, lots of old stuff – some dusty, some yellowy, but all delightfully full of paper. And – most remarkably – there wasn’t a chair or a latte in sight. Just like your father’s bookstore used to be.
