shall sensive things be so sencelesse as to resist sence?

Stack all new and fresh, composed of the fast-selling standard books only — no old plugs or unsalable books whatever.

In 1969, one of the wire spoolers goes nutso, breaks off its mooring, the wire lashing about like a horse's tail trying to chase away a fly.

December, 1991: Colorado Springs. Senior year of high school. 10 degrees below zero and my dog is stuck to the fire hydrant out front. At this point I was making preparations for college and one day decided to take a jaunt to the relatively few comic stores that pepper the stark redneckian landscape.