Borders, Mon Amour
The original Borders was like a church to me. It was bright inside, with a mezzanine, and crowded with tables stacked with new releases. A wall in the center, like the bookstore's heart, held Staff Recommendations. Since the staff were mostly grad students, the selection was eclectic and inspiring. I saw books there that I never saw anywhere else. I didn't shop in the original ...
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