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Hard to get sentimental about a big box bookstore, especially when it was partially responsible for forcing independents out of business. And still.
When I moved to LA, Borders was already on the ropes, the one closest to my apartment a ghostly affair, a museum of unloved titles; they were too expensive to ever find a buyer who would want them enough to forgo Super-Saving Shipping on Amazon. You didn’t even feel like staying to browse magazines.
