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The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop by Lewis Buzbee sounds like just the kind of book that will set a train of cherished memories going.


A proud and unrepentant biblio-addict explains how he got that way—and how books and bookstores have evolved, as well. Reading this gentle memoir/history is itself a bit like browsing in a friendly bookshop. Buzbee, who began his long tenure in the book business as a teenaged clerk at a now-defunct shop called the Upstart Crow, and who has subsequently published fiction (Fliegelman`s Desire, 1990, not reviewed), is an amiable guide.

Another review says
Rich with anecdotes, The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop is the perfect choice for those who relish the enduring pleasures of spending an afternoon finding just the right book.

It does not appear to have released in India yet. At least that is how it seems because it does not show up in the limited online Indian bookstores.

Update: another reco.

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