Barnes and Noble without pity, and a city without a bookstore

When I first moved to Hoboken, what I loved was that it was an artsy city that was a subway stop (and 7 minutes) from Greenwich Village, that it was bustling and urban, full of brownstones and writers, and it had three bookstores. Not for long, of course because Barnes and Noble came in and forced them all out of business. But gradually, my family began to spend more and more time there. We loved hanging out, drinking tea, reading, buying books. When my son was born, we spent even more...