(It's been fifty years since I first read the Claudine books. Ah, the summer of 1967. Expo. Pre-university. Everybody kept on playing Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club band. That's also when Markham Village first opened up, with Memory Lane where my comic-obsessed sister regularly hung out. All those buildings are closed and shuttered now, and chain-link fences cut off the entire street, both sides.)
(It's been fifty years since I first read the Claudine books. Ah, the summer of 1967. Expo. Pre-university. Everybody kept on playing Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club band. That's also when Markham Village first opened up, with Memory Lane where my comic-obsessed sister regularly hung out. All those buildings are closed and shuttered now, and chain-link fences cut off the entire street, both sides.)
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The Moving Bookshop
The unreliability of Japanese language bookstores in New York, and of Google itself, is beyond anything. Last November I spent a morning frantically…
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Yawn
My three hour work day turned into seven. I shall wish everyone happy new year and happy new decade (my decade starts with the year that ends in 0,…
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Was looking at unfilled Yuletide requests yesterday. Before the whole archive became inaccessible, right? And not one but two people have requested…
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