There are 50 more aisles like this at the New England Mobile Book Fair. I got almost all the rest of my Christmas shopping done here there other night, and found a few things for myself.
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Heaven help me! I would like to live in there. Books on wheels…I’m in lerve.
I would get lost in there for DAYS!!!
We’ve probably run into each other there and never known it!
This, a comfortable chair and no distractions is my idea of heaven.
Wow, get me something there too…will yah?
Ahhh, books. That looks like heaven.
i can’t buy books for others without buying an exponential amount for myself. one for you, three for me. one for you, five more for me.
i don’t give books as gifts because i just can’t afford it.
I love the New England Mobile Book Fair, but I am on a book-buying diet because I not only have too many books I haven’t read, but I have second copies of books I bought that I forgot I have.
That picture is such major porn for me. Bow chicka bow bow.