While working on my new website with a designer, I track down the only link of available copies to my teenage memoir/travel narrative, To Dine with the Blameless Ethiopians. My British publisher has put them on sale for 95 pence (roughly a buck fifty. Excluding shipping).
No one imagines the end of a print run, or that their words, once written, have an expiration date.
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
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