The old bookstore;
reduced now to a rubble heap
an eyesore,
sadly.
It's where we
used to hang out
with cups of coffee;
browse around
in the children's room,
milk for the kids
reading that . .
. . reading this

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The old bookstore; reduced now to a rubble heap an eyesore, sadly. It's where we used to hang out with cups of coffee; browse around in the children's room, milk for the kids reading that . . . . reading this ![]() Comments
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