Li F.
Yelp
When someone mentions a book shop to me my ears prick up, and if for many years I've walked by it, without a notice I begin to wonder why, then when someone suggests we go, a little woohoo goes off in my head and I'm happy. Then I find out it's all second hand books, and sometimes this gives me the eeebies. I like prior warning, about second hand book shops, it's always been this way, some of my friends revel in the previous ownership status, the dog eared corners, the bent spines, the coffee cup stains on the pages and two year old supper somewhere along page 82. My friend LOVES IT. No really, properly loves it. Everything that comes with a second hand book, all it's history, it's previously love, it's biological evidence of it's previous love, my friend loves it. If a book store comes with history and excellent music, that's even better, if it comes with expert knowledge of most titles, or at the very least, all the titles in the store at any given time, great. And a bargain? Could this place get any better? A comfy place to take a load off and peruse prospective purchases? A whopping big yes! Alright, singular negatory point, book worms love coffee. Keep the people inside the store by installing a coffee machine, as they'll only buy their fill of books and haul them over to the nearest Starbucks, Costa, Nero or similar anyway.