So there I was, at a bookstore in Texas.
I wasn't expecting much from it. After all, it was attached to a Starbucks, just about rivaled the coffee shop in size, and is in, well, Texas. Bookstores the world over are pretty much filled to bursting with crap, but this crap was supplemented with Glen Beck and Bill O'Reilly shrines, and an entire shelf
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