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As if the idea of owning and operating an independent bookstore hadn’t been de-romanticized enough, enter Paul Constant’s “Flying Off the Shelves: The Pleasures and Perils of Chasing Book Thieves” published in Seattle’s The Stranger. Yet, for all the possible laments, Constant expresses pleasure in his literary taunting of literate unlikelies who come in with the “top five” fencable books to check his inventory. And given the comment on the masturbating chain-store security guard, staying independent and investing in a good pair of running shoes seems the better alternative. Maybe independent isn’t so unromantic after all.
