A surfeit of surreality

So the other day I make a trip to the university surplus store. That's the place where the University sells things that it doesn't need anymore.
(Whoops. That should be university. No capital letter. It's hard to break certain typing habits after working on the book.)
I love the surplus store. I've bought couches there. Chalkboards. Computers. [...:]
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Published on June 29, 2010 16:55
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