She doesn’t drink, so I’m kind of at sea with what to suggest for a first date. We end up meeting at this gelato shop downtown. We hang out for a bit and chat. I ask if she wants to walk over to this book store. We walk over. We walk to the philosophy section (i’m looking for Baudrillard’s Simulacra and Simulation, have not been able to find it anywhere). She picks a random book in the philosophy section. Turns out its a book that has no business being there, a Brothers Grimm book. She opens it.
In the back of the book is $700 in cash.
We look around thinking, surely, we’re on camera and this is some kind of prank.
We took it. She buys the book for $6. Then we went to a concert together.
I still cannot fucking believe this just happened.
Even without the cash, that sounds like a very nice date.
The closest I’ve come to “700 in the back of a book” is coming across rare/collector’s copies of books in a bookstore that were underpriced in wholesale.
I once found a first print copy of 10 Days That Shook the World from 1919 for like $5 at a used book store. Priceless. Sadly, and I will regret this for the rest of my life, I loaned it to a friend and never saw it again.