Spent hours walking around the West End and Bloomsbury trying to sell unwanted books. In the beginning, this can be a curious adventure, visiting low-budget second-hand bookstores and have them check out your junk. But after being rejected by each and every poker-faced shopkeepers, and having to carry the same amount of weight on your shoulders, the business isn't fun anymore. Finally, Skoob pitifully paid 3 pounds for all of them--a very sad deal that is. After all the quality isn't that perfect with underlines, folded pages and maybe teacup stains.
Posted by dondon at May 13, 2003 07:33 PM