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31 March 2011
I used to carry books like this when I worked at a library : towering precarious stacks that I would tuck under my chin as I tottled from desk to desk, room to room. I worked in a rather dusty upstairs office, away from the patrons : in front of a typewriter most days clacking out spine labels while listening to Le Tigre. …I loved that job.

I used to carry books like this when I worked at a library : towering precarious stacks that I would tuck under my chin as I tottled from desk to desk, room to room. I worked in a rather dusty upstairs office, away from the patrons : in front of a typewriter most days clacking out spine labels while listening to Le Tigre. …I loved that job.

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