elling My Books on the Streets of Brooklyn 1/31
It was a spring-like day, and people were in a buying mood. I thank my customers, especially my buddy Bob Rubenstein, who overpaid for a Howdy Doody DVD. His second novel, The White Bridge, which I had the honor of editing, will be issued soon. He is teaching classes on racism at Touro College, and one of the books he has assigned is his first novel, Ghost Runners. "Now if I had four classes, with 20 students per, every semester," he told me, "that would be a lot of book sales." I couldn't resist zinging him. I poked him in the chest and said: "I knew there was a capitalist in there somewhere." The White Bridge is in part an anti-capitalist screed. He laughed. How ironic that a proponent of free markets such as I was its editor. Please forgive me.
Here's to capitalism! I love it.
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