Today at Arby's, I hope I made an offer that can't be refused. I left Mario Puzo's "The Godfather" in a plastic bag to protect it from the cold, cold rain, on the brick window ledge outside the side door. It better not be sleeping with the fishes.
This blog follows my adventures in BookCrossing--the practice of leaving a book in a public place to be picked up and read by others, who then do likewise. It is a fascinating exercise in fate, karma, or whatever you want to call the chain of events that can occur between two or more lives and one piece of literature.
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