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Submitted to Contest #19
The Bookshelf sat at the corner of Davies St. just past the old hazel tree. The derelict store, with its crooked walls and stain glass windows had stood there for over half a century, its green door welcoming anyone who bustled in to take refuge from the cold December air in amongst the towering shelves and the pillars of hard-bound volumes that covered most of the floor, or at the little café in the corner that always had hot chocolate, or apple cider, or tea on hand for weary patrons. Mr. Edinburgh, the shopkeeper, was ancient from the day...
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