My scrupulocity about the treatment of books is NOT commodity fetishism. It is because I am a cheapskate. This is an important distinction.
No, books are not alive and cannot feel pain, but I own tape and glue and I fucking hate spending money. Why throw it out when I could bring it back wrong?
Maybe the cover is abt 90% duct tape at this point and I had to write the title on the spine with a sharpie so I don't forget which book it is but there's nothing wrong with the words inside. The words inside are perfectly alright.


















