i pop by my favorite thrift store looking for a cheap read. this is an error.
the parking lot is full of aggressively circling vehicles in a dreadful game of musical spaces. the store itself mills with tribal reunions of every skin color. the lines to pay make you forget there is economic turmoil in the world. AND EVERYBODY'S CART IS OVERFLOWING. i look at my single book and return it to the shelf. some pleasures in life need to be deferred.
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It is the same here..at the book fairs held at Expo! The number of books each person grabbed was astounding,and the queue at the counters made me feel weak in the knees. I'd quietly put away the couple of books I had chosen and then walk out feeling defeated.
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