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123. Read till the End

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In the middle of the city, where the French clock tower stood, is a group of blind booksellers. They have helpers with perfect eyesight, but the old men know their way around. On rainy days, when the city goes mad under water, the storeowners stand outside. Their eyes looking at no one in particular, but their words describing a book best suited to a passerby. The man in a trench coat and a hat is offered The New York Trilogy; the bespectacled teenager with his head down is thrown a novel about a boy and a cereal plant, and so on.

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