Sticky Books
Yesterday, I was at my favorite bookshop on earth, Three Lives and Co on West Tenth Street in Manhattan. When I first lived in New York, when I was twenty-one and knew no one and was mostly sad and broke all of the time, I would linger there for hours, take notes on their astonishingly well-curated tables, sit in the back corner where the Woolf books we…
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