James Meetze at his blog, which I will conveniently link to like a blog pro, (go here), writes briefly of a visit to Grolier Bookshop, that Cantabriggian treasure. I didn't frequent it a lot, when I had money, but I did the best I could. a long moneyless stretch ensued during which I didn't visit at all. in which time, security went up. and her ownership is just a wee bit odd and defensive about her realm. I dunno how much theft goes on there but suspect that the cost of all that security goes well to outweighing profits. it aint a fun place to shop. I was there long ago reading a piece by two NY poets (T Berrigan and, I believe), about visiting Grolier. Gordon Cairnie mentioned in the book, and there he was right over there!