You discover a used brick a brack store displaced in reality
Always filled with a endless zest, a unending fever for more. You know Chester Street of Libreville like the back of your hand. By now you are taking vacations to places to have shopping tours. Six months ago you spent a week in Arkham Mass. They had such wonderful used book stores in the college town you dream of returning back. But you have a cousin in Libreville who will put you up for a week. You go to Oregon to check out the book stores there. Chester Street! This road has many brick and brack shops on both sides. Its a second hand shopping district. You haunt each of these stores everyday while staying in Libreville. They are only three blocks away from your cousin's house. You get up in the morning and cousin Bill fixes breakfast and coffee. Then Bill rolls a joint. You smoke it with him and he takes off for work. You head off to Chester Street. This day you find a different shop. There is no building here at all. Just a weed overgrown empty lot with a foundation and partial walls of a building that once stood here many years ago. But today there is a building standing there! You nerve yourself up and walk in. A bearded man with round glasses is doing paperwork behind the counter. He grins at says "Hi". You hi back and explore. You find a stack of books that you used as a child. These where adult books, but mom bought them for you at a long series of garage sales without taking time to check them out. Now you have them back! A great treasure. You have almost spiritual feelings towards these books. You thank the man as you pay the insanely low prices for the books. You go back the next day and the store is again a empty burned out lot.
