While driving between two of my local bookstores to pre-sign copies of my forthcoming memoir (in L.A., "local" meaning an hour apart), I was struck by the fact that while I've had many loves in my life (film, little league baseball, my wife), my oldest romance is with the smell of a new book.
The first of the many notable bookstores that touched my life was the flagship Kroch's & Brentano's in downtown Chicago, where at six years old I'd let go of my mother's hand and wander among the towering shelves.
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