It was a complete luck-out today for the floating book shop. The chance of rain seemed 100%, so I resisted the anal retentive urge to set up shop at my Sunday spot on Bay Parkway, and headed for my usual nook under the scaffold on Avenue Z. Sure enough, it rained for at least an hour, although not heavily enough to send me packing. Vadim and a female companion showed. He was carrying a music-playing device a little larger than one of those old Channel Master transistor radios. I was stunned at how clear the sound was. He spotted Exchanges and seemed impressed when I said I wrote it. He asked if I thought he'd like it. I said: "I have no idea." He bought it, anyway, and his companion opted for a book in Russian. My thanks, and also to the gentleman who bought a small, illustrated version of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes designed for children. It reminds me of the old Classic Comics. I chuckle whenever I recall how comic books spooked my mom. I guess they were too outrageous for her grounded sensibilities. Like many people, I rue not having saved my comics and baseball cards. I'm sure some of The Batman and Superman would have been valuable. Here's one I'm certain I bought back in the day when I was too lazy to read actual books and had no idea I would one day become a writer:
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