I inherited this copy of "Nine Stories" when I moved into my newest office. Its pages were begging to be read. Judging by the still stiff spine, I may be the first person to expose them to light. It smells like it was once one of twenty-seven ten-cent garage sale books in a box dragged up from the basement. Altogether, very delightful and I'm sorry it took me so long to pay attention to it.
This particular trip to the coffee shop also included a Nutella donut. I had intentions of taking its picture, but the temptation of eating it was too much.
You may think this blog entry is pointless, blog reader, but it is not. There is a lesson here: Read "Nine Stories" and eat a Nutella donut. Don't wait to take pictures. Just eat that thing.
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