This article is only available in the PDF format. Download the PDF to view the article, as well as its associated figures and tables.
In the good old days if you wanted to buy a specific new book, you would go to a bookstore that dealt in new books. But if, without anything special in mind, you merely wanted to buy something agreeable to read; or if you had the urge to talk about books; or if you felt lucky and hoped to find a treasure; or if you had a few spare hours to kill; or if you were actively hunting for a particular book; or, as was often the case, if all of these simultaneously, then you automatically went to a second-hand bookstore.
They had a remarkable similarity the world over: the sidewalk stalls loaded with books, often ragged, but always worth a passing glance; inside, loaded tables and floor-to-ceiling wall cases, with rickety ladders sometimes in sight; books piled vertically and stacked horizontally; most shelves with a front row and a
SHOPPING FOR BOOKS. JAMA. 1967;200(1):67. doi:10.1001/jama.1967.03120140125028