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A particular Boston Goodwill is home to a miniature book section, disorganized and possessing the faint smell of mildew and old. The cheaper books cost a dollar; the most expensive, about three bucks. It is in this particular store where I rummaged through a basket and found David Sedaris’ Naked, surrounded by books browned and almost new. I had heard a few things about the author: You just have to read his stuff, Alexa, you’ll love it. He’s hilarious, a real hoot. So this was my plan. And hey, it was only a dollar, so if I didn’t like the guy, I could just donate him back to his place in the basket.
By the way, if you couldn’t tell, I’m recommending it.
This is the situation.