I am in New York. I am not reading. I am sober enough to have watched someone finish A Girl Named Zippy on the subway and then reach into her book bag for another trade paper. I could not catch the title of the yellow-covered book the young woman who consumed two bags of potato chips was reading, but it was NOT Kate Atkinson's Behind the Scenes at the Museum as I'd hoped.
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Lucky you to be in NYC! I guess the books must have been page turners if she managed to eat two bags of chips!
ReplyDeleteHey, I'm reading Behind the Scenes right now - quite enjoyable. I love peeking at what other people are reading, although sometimes I get the urge to comment if it's a book I particularly liked, which I always think would be weird for the person reading, so I don't.
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