My days are jumbling together, but if my memory serves me well, I went to the thrift store on Tuesday because it was closed on Monday for Martin Luther King Jr. Day. The book section has shrunk significantly. I only picked one book, a Robert Ludlum omnibus with the novels The Scarlatti Inheritance, The Osterman Weekend, The Matlock Papers, and The Gemini Contenders.
I paid $2 at the library for Christopher Rice's Blind Fall. I picked up A Kim Jong-Il Production by Paul Fischer at Dollar Tree; it had been sitting there for about a year. I had given it a couple of glances but had always put it back. I can't explain it, but something told me to go ahead and get it this time.
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