I was wandering through a used bookshop last week, the kind of store which has no website like it’s not 2017 and where the paperbacks are stacked floor to ceiling like the owner’s goal was to create some kind of fire hazard death trap. It was there that I came across a like-new copy of “The Last Samurai” by Helen Dewitt. This hadn’t been on my reading list, but after reading the hilarious jacket cover there was no way I could pass it up.
$10 the copy.