- Sold mad books today. Shout out Jersey City foreal.
- This guy yesterday was like it’s really attractive that you’re selling books I mean you’re beautiful but that makes you even more attractive that you’re into books… lol
- “Okay what TIME I’m seeing you cuz I know you slick” lol.
- This dude just pulled up on me outside as I’m about to smoke to be like hey answer your texts lol.
- I’m like what is there to say?
- That million chances shit is out… you don’t know what to do with me… move along…
- One person yesterday walked up and bought all the Tupac and Malcolm X books in one swift motion lol TASTE!
- You think loving America is COOL??
- The power that cleaning up and changing your workspace has…
- Found an old bus pass in a book today from 2013. Elizabeth to Newark lol. That was when I was in grad school traveling around all the time. Trains busses walking–didn’t matter to me. I remember one time tho this guy who worked for NJ Transit was giving me a hard time about carrying that pass around because I was actually going from Newark to East Orange. Boy fuck you.
- Terribly human (someone talking about Shakespeare)
- If there is anything glorious about the history of African colonial education, it lies not in the crumbs which were dropped by European exploiters, but in the tremendous vigor displayed by Africans in mastering the principles of the system that had mastered them. -Walter Rodney
- Finished How Europe Underdeveloped Africa. Changed my world.
- Everyone knows she loves anemones. She’s even written an article about “anemones in literature.” (Which is typical of this family—you can’t just enjoy something, you have to become a top academic expert on it.) -Sophie Kinsella
- A questing mind
- Bookstore time.
- Taking these kids to the park.
- “Who is this?? Oh I’m sorry that’s rude. Who are YOU??” … kids are so funny
- We must accept the eventuality of bringing the U.S.A. to its knees; accept the closing off of critical sections of the city with barbed wire, armored pig carriers crisscrossing the streets, soldiers everywhere, tommy guns pointed at stomach level, smoke curling black against the daylight sky, the smell of cordite, house-to-house searches, doors being kicked in, the commonness of death. -George Jackson, Blood in my Eye
- Taking these kids to liberty science center.
My bookstore: Ten Dollar Books