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Originally Posted by Make Them Die Slowly  There used to be an excellent second hand shop in Manchester which was a real mix of academia, crime novels, comics, vintage porn and sci fi. The bloke who run it had no hands and was fitted with two fixed plastic hands that looked like he'd stolen them from a mannequin. |
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Thinking back to that time (it does feel like an era that's gone), you used to get book shops that'd spring up for a few weeks, months at a time, then disappear. In cellars and knackered buildings, back when Leeds had a grimmer, nastier edge. And they'd all be run by really strange men. I can't remember any striking prosthetics, just people with slimy looking gums who maybe just stood a bit too close or something. I remember bits of porn and bits of Marxism on the same shelves, all garbled together. It all seemed to die out with the coming of the 21st century.