It's been a day for crime. People rushing in wanting holiday reading, in too much of a packing frenzy to browse. Suits me just fine. I have the wall of Martha Grimes sitting next to me, now mostly read, which I can recommend to women, and Reginald Hill who can be safely recommended to men. Sexist or what? They grab them happily and go.
Days like today, when there have been more than six people at a time in the shop I long for expanding walls (or my old room back.) Not everyone buys, but at least it feels a bit buzzy for a change.
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