death of a bookstore 5/50 - astor place barnes & noble - fiction. at least that must be how it appears to all the perps who used to hide behind the shelves outlined on the floor. yes, it's gone now, bastards, find another place to shoot up and/or steal from. on the other hand, this was a destination for those looking for an obscure tome, and everyday i could find someone who'd ask me a fun question like (but not limited to in the leeeeaast), "hey i read a marquez book, liked it. whaddya have?"
ach, ich and ooh, that is something i havent lost in twenty-plus years - the excitement of passing the gift on. you and we and i all have our stories - my dear friend atom's mom insisted i read 'a confederacy of dunces' when i was 17. didn't teach me anything new, but it gave me a whole new outlook on life, ie: someone this crazy can communicate, be understood, and be FUNNY!!!
i miss her (so much), but i won't ever give up on the gift that she let me know i wasn't alone with.
it is so important to 'get on with out lives', find out what's coming... but if you are lucky enough to steer someone else's life into a better place as well....well, that rocks, and if you aren't rewarded with virgins, that's prob a good thing