A humourous, yet sad, column by Jean Gonick this week in the San Fransisco Chronicle:
“Which is all to say that library visits, the cheapest cure for all living loneliness, have lately become slightly less curative, because now when I go, I go just for myself.”
“Which brings me to another very disturbing thing that happens to me when I go to the library: macular degeneration. Not that I suddenly get this stupid disease and mistake a librarian’s head for a stop sign. I just remember that I’m going to get it, which sends me straight into biblio-panic.”
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