Three others wait by the wings for the doors of Books Kinokuniya to open. Off in look, they split and into other sections of the store when the glass finally parts on the morning.
Earlier, in the day's night previous, the help desk mentions again that the start of the week is merely the guide and not a concrete indicator on when things will drop. After all, they're not a comic shop and as such, street dates are a guess with the best of them.
Fifty slabs on the side, riding the left of the graphic novels and comic section. The Absolute Sandman Volume 1. An oversized hardcover of glorious proportions and craft. Lush is another adjective that floats about this tome.
Freshly laid, the selection process is quick. First one off has a kick in the shin, crumpled by the wear of travelling in freight and shipping. Another looks set to fray, gaping at an edge. Next, the third and last for there is only so much time before void is the day, and it's one back and forth before at the register.
First ten are beat, and being the very first, a tenth anniversary statue is in the pocket for the casual beaver stake out ahead of the midmorning rush.
Lugging around the two makes the day of walking that much harder. Immense is the weight on one hand, cumbersome the other. Low and close to the ground, the scraping bottom nearly touches and it's a trick and tip of the mind to carry the weight all the way, all day before exhaustion takes over and leaves a surveying beam.
Now comes to wonder if there should be another, as a reading copy.
Soon Van - Wednesday, 18 October 2006 - 18:26
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