"In a recent de-cluttering frenzy, I whipped several dozen books off my shelves, dumped them into bags and drove them to Open Books, my favorite Chicago used-book store.
I was tossing pounds of pages into a vat at the store's front door — Out bad mystery novel! Out political thumbsucker! — when a musty hardback splayed open to reveal its inside cover."
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Friday, September 23, 2011
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