quarta-feira, 1 de abril de 2015

A bookstore in the desert

When I opened up, the police parked across the street on a dirt road. I was wondering what they were doing, and they were wondering what I was doing. They came every day for about two weeks. We found out they thought it was a front, because nobody would open a bookstore in the desert.

Daniel Cronkhite.

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