In Detroit I saw Michigan's self-proclaimed largest bookstore, and I have no reason to doubt that it was. But I walked away empty-handed, for I am faithful to my long-unfinished paperback, whose completion I am delaying still while I use my laptop to put the "douchebag" in "bookworm hipster douchebag." I know, I know, I know. Back to reading.
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