Infirm Action.
He’s more or less non-discriminatory in his book buying. In so much as he has a favourite book shop, or really two, and as much as he would like to support only those—and which would, to their credit, cater to almost all of his needs, satisfy most of his desires between them—he can’t, or at least doesn’t feel compelled to. Which concerns him.
And so he has others. And he’s happy buying books from each, depending on where he is that day; where he has to go, where he ends up, or where he wants to be. He finds them fine, likes them all well enough for reasons specific to each; each with their merits, except of course for one, which he actively dislikes. And even then he has to admit that it has some worth considering, by virtue of its location and the late opening hours. There are, in fact, two that fit this same profile. He dislikes them equally, hates them both. But they sell books and sometimes he is there. In fact more often than he would like he is there, and so goes inside and later leaves.