Alex's dad very rarely buys himself new books. He's awesome at thrift store shopping - some of our gifts at birthdays and Christmas are brand spanking new awesome stuff that he picked up for a fraction of the new cost at a thrift store. And he gets his books there. And often passes them along to us with the expectation that he will not get them back when we're done. I had a huge stack...so we went through them and kept four or five that one or both of us want to read and I got rid of the rest on my way home on Friday. They went in one of those book bins you see at the side of the road or in parking lots. I think maybe for BC Cancer?
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