Sunday, January 01, 2012

another memoir, another library thief

During the day, my work-study job was at the library. I would move quietly through the stacks, restocking the returned books and observing people studying quietly – or discreetly pleasuring themselves in an obscure alcove. It happened all the time. I also lifted the library’s lone copy of Naked Lunch for my personal collection.
source: See a Little Light: the trail of rage and melody by Bob Mould with Michael Azerrad

compare to our last library thief

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