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The best thing about a good used-book shop is the smell -- that musty, musky, ancient spice smell of aging books. I imagine the archives at Minas Tirith smell much the way my favorite used bookstore down on San Fernando smells.
There's also nothing like unearthing a buried treasure from the stacks, some old volume by a favorite author that's long since out of print. I have several old collections of Robert E. Howard stories and a handful of Max Brand westerns, each purchased for two dollars or less a throw.
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