I do love the part of my job where I get to disappear in among the stacks, steal noiselessly between the shelves and emerge, triumphantly, clutching whichever book the customer’s asked for.
The downside, of course (or perhaps it’s an upside) is that in the quest for one book for someone else, I inevitably spot at least four I’d like to read myself, and add them to the ever-growing list of Books I Must Read One Day.
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