Someone here in the city was throwing out four big boxes of paperbacks. When I heard about it, I ran out in my nightgown to rescue them from the curb. I'll bring them up to add to the Book Nook shelves. Some are bodice-rippers with the kind of covers I can't even look at, but there are some good finds in there too, including a Mitch Albom and a Malcolm Gladwell. Spending a snowy day happily combing through them.
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