There is no bookstore in this town.
How do people get their things to read?
I suppose everyone's on the internet, but that doesn't make it any easier to cope.
The café that plays jazz and has a superannuated entertainer, and proprietors from back east make it a little more bearable. Particularly as they have mint-chocolate cookies.
O. No. I need some ice cream. Dreadful.
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