Posted by
Tim on Jul 5, 2010 in
Fishing,
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Whenever I walk into a bookstore, I have two clear feelings. One is the general improvement of my attitude finding myself close to lots of books. (That’s brought on by the smell, I think. Ahhh, the smell.) The second feeling is anticipation of finding a gem, a book arriving unexpectedly in my life that...