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Our favorite bookstore growing up was a used one owned by a former coworker of my father's from back when he was still teaching high school. It was called, quite simply, Easton's Books (the guy's last name). I loved that bookstore! We would go up there at least once a month and Dad would let us pick out five books of our choice, more if they were from the bargain shelves. Needless to say, I grew up in a home of bibliophiles.
And yeah, let's not name the bookstore after banana slugs, all right? :P
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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