I do believe they were all purchased in this wonderful ancient book store we had in my city growing up which was in an old house, and the floors were positively slanted from the weight of books on them, and you navigated your way tentatively around towering piles of poetry collections. It was wonderful.
I do believe they were all purchased in this wonderful ancient book store we had in my city growing up which was in an old house, and the floors were positively slanted from the weight of books on them, and you navigated your way tentatively around towering piles of poetry collections. It was wonderful.
I knew a store like that in Salem, MA. Books stacked upon books, from the floor almost to the ceiling.
The smell must have been divine. I love the smell of old books
It was. That musty sort of smell, but in a good way.