There is something missing when we go for a night out in town these days.
The crowd looks as lively and animated as ever, mind you, but the mood in the big open strip mall feels somber. Stores are still vibrant, especially the “pay-day loan” stores that are sprawling faster than the speed of the sinking economy.
But somehow I feel I am in a barren land.
No longer can I sip my cup of brewed beans and wonder about the mysteries of the universe and its inhabitants while curled with a book in the cozy leather chair.
No longer can the vibe of the music from a new prophet lift my soul to new heights and luscious sights.
No longer do I meet the lit eyes of a crowd hungry for a piece of knowledge about one thing or another or watch the joy in the eyes of kids getting their first taste of the nectar flowing from fairy tales in garden of books.
Atlas has shrugged…. Borders has closed its doors in this town. And it feels like a forced break up with a soul mate.
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A New Line 