The good times are killing me.

… some bookstores, such as Brooklyn’s WORD, have a dating board, with anonymously-written index cards stuck into cork, each note expressing their paper-y needs: must love Nabokov, or detective novels, or villanelles.

Finding love in bookstores: an eyewitness account. - By Emma Straub - Slate Magazine (via birdouncedboughs)

(via grouchery)

5 April 2011 reblog: leopoldgursky


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