I love used book shops
here, in any country I visit
I always scour them where ever I find them, forage and rummage through piles and shelves
treasure troves
there was one shop in New Orleans french quarter that was my favorite - typical aged quarter structure, long, narrow, crooked, high ceilings - books everywhere, dripping off shelves, askew piles on the floor - little rhyme or reason - several literary cats residing among the books, sleeping in nooks, crannies - cat napping on shakespeare, swatting at book ribbons
it's gone now
I know how the people of Archer feel |
