There I was — standing alone and unemployed — with my stacks of Great Books, feeling most alienated. No one wanted any of the books I was trying to give away.
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This was a sign at the headquarters of the People Who Only Read There Own Literature. I’ve been there, and seen this very sign. PWORTOL. And they’ve just established a PWORTOL 2. Check it out here.
Oh, I wanted to have a book. And I sat there, staring longingly at the large stack off books you had in hand. Alas, I too was prohibited from asking you for one.
Would asking someone for their phone number or email address be prohibited? Or would it be ok, as long as it was not written down?