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The Smith Family Bookstore in Eugene stocks an impressive inventory. The floor-to-ceiling stacks of used paperback fiction are augmented and in fact buried by a supplemental stack of books, two feet high and two to three titles deep. They run the length of the aisles, on both sides, and the width of the store along the back wall.

Somewhere among those 300,000 paperbacks is a perspective that, if photographed, would scream “look at this! 300,000 paperbacks!” I didn’t find it, but I did find a used copy of a Hornby novel I hadn’t read yet, and for a good price too.