If South Congress Books merely offered a cool eddy of respite from SoCo's hustle and flow (it does), that would be plenty in terms of general service to humankind. But, oh, that's just the beginning. The lighting is perfect. It smells lovely, like paper and wood. The proprietors have arranged their beautifully curated collection of vintage, rare, and a few new paper objects – first-edition Salinger and signed Bukowski, pinup calendars and pulp, vintage cookbooks, gorgeous art tomes, and a sigh-inducing illustrated kids' edition of e.e. cummings' "in Just-" from 1973 – in a way that makes them irresistibly inviting and infinitely browsable. It's lit-immersion therapy. Or lit-sexy central. We can't decide. Either way, when you've had your fill, it will gently pitch you back onto the avenue, inspired and enchanted.
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