I have a new bookshelf.
This morning, on my way down to the grocery store, I saw, by the trash cans outside my building, a three-tiered bookshelf. Someone had thrown it out, but I couldn't see why; it was old, as evidenced by the scratches, but still sturdy. I tested it; light, too. There was no reason for it to go off to the dump.
So, I made a mental note. I had laundry to do and breakfast casserole to make, but after all that was done, I borrowed one of my roommates and went back down to grab it. It now sits next to my bedside table; I put my comic trades in it.
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That's great. One time I found a brand-spanking new AND complete set of Sherlock Holmes.
I think it was by or near Riverside Dr by the Hudson Park.
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