A coworker told me there were lots of bookstores along Fuzhou Road, so yesterday I went up there to check it out. The biggest — with the catchy name “Shanghai Bookstore” — is seven floors high and was as packed on a Saturday as any Barnes & Noble on Christmas Eve. They had everything.
Christ, I really hope they edited out the Mickey Rooney bits.
Can’t escape Bono. Anywhere.
Hmmm, should I try to teach my Introduction to Python class in Mandarin someday? Challenge accepted!
Should have used a polarizer to get rid of the reflection of that tubby guy in the picture. It’s a Francis Bacon quote (which I don’t know and can’t find) about books crossing the sea of time. I had to Google Translate it character by character.
They’re more popular than Confucius now. (Try it in a Liverpudlian accent.)
I’m buying a copy for every executive at ODW.
But this was my favorite find…
OMG OMG OMG it has chapters on “cultural topics” like “Magic & Fantasy”:
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