In a town like London there are always plenty of not quite certifiable lunatics walking the streets, and they tend to gravitate towards bookshops, because a bookshop is one of the few places where you can hang about for a long time without spending any money.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
I have my enthusiasms. Right now it's Orwell. Here's the essay Bookshop Memories at the blog George Orwell Novels. Orwell writes,
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