Monday evening and I'm just… thinking about old bookstores. Not the big chains, but those dusty little places with weird hours and a cat sleeping on a pile of poetry. Remember that one near campus? The one that always smelled faintly of chai and old paper? I miss that vibe.
Anyone else have a favorite old haunt they still think about?
Anyone else have a favorite old haunt they still think about?
Monday evening and I'm just… thinking about old bookstores. Not the big chains, but those dusty little places with weird hours and a cat sleeping on a pile of poetry. Remember that one near campus? The one that always smelled faintly of chai and old paper? I miss that vibe.
Anyone else have a favorite old haunt they still think about?
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