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Unmitigated gall! | The Soul in the Sun
We’ve have watched you / Come after us and our rights / Time and time again / Every single generation / Every time we start to shine / Every single time!
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Rejection | Whiskey and Words
Even when you anticipate it / the sting pulses through you / whether it’s a love interest / who picked someone else / or the local poetry festival / that rejected your work / as unsurprising as it is. /…
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Printed Page Auto Parts | A Bookseller’s Diary
We feel Denver's population boom at Printed Page. Today, we had customers from Massachusetts, Alabama, New York, California and Kansas, all new to the city.
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A Daughter’s Loss | A Bookseller’s Diary
A daughter asked me to come look at the books from her mother's estate. When I got there, the family was busy cleaning up the house to get it ready for sale.
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Military Miniatures | A Bookseller’s Diary
I met another dead man today. This one was an accomplished attorney in a high-powered Denver law firm. He decompressed from his high-stress work by painting military miniatures -- thousands of them.
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Juke Joints | A Bookseller’s Diary
Today was a day of lows and highs at Printed Page. A cold wind scoured the street; maybe that's why we didn't have any customers. Toward afternoon, an elderly couple came in wanting to sell some books.
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White Gloves and Old Books | A Bookseller’s Diary
I get to know a lot of people after it's too late to meet them. Their books tell me who they were. Go into a stranger's house and look at their books, and you'll come as close as possible to…
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Mild to Moderate Bibliomania | A Bookseller’s Diary
No kid in America ever dreams of growing up to be a bookseller, including me. I thought I was set for life with a career in corporate communication when I met a guy connected with one of Denver’s newspapers. We…
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