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Strand Books N.Y.C.
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Richard at the Strand Book Store in New York. (October 20, 2023)
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shegottosayit · 1 year
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The Strand independent bookstore in NYC E 12th St. between Broadway and 4th Ave. Founded in 1927 - family owned
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flower-biter · 2 years
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central park, nyc // the end of summer xx
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emi98338 · 9 months
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Save a long, rough day, with an adventure 💖
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wannabegreenjedi · 1 year
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my favorite part of the green lantern: sleepers books actually is hal’s apparent crush on j-lo that is mentioned three times in the first five pages
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milimiki · 1 year
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"I'll read my books and I'll drink coffee and I'll listen to music, and I'll bolt the door.” - J.D. Salinger.
Strand Bookstore. New York City.
Fujifilm X-E3. 23mm f2. Classic Chrome.
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libertyreads · 1 year
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My Strand Bookstore haul.
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sacredwisdoms · 3 months
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insertheartbreakhere · 5 months
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Facts 🤣
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rwpohl · 11 months
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Richard at the Strand Book Store in New York. (October 20, 2023)
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makingqueerhistory · 7 months
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Spooky Queer Books
Since spooky season is starting, I thought I would share a list of my favourite queer books that are great for this time of year.
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It Came from the Closet: Queer Reflections on Horror
Joe Vallese
Horror movies hold a complicated space in the hearts of the queer community: historically misogynist, and often homo- and transphobic, the genre has also been inadvertently feminist and open to subversive readings. Common tropes--such as the circumspect and resilient "final girl," body possession, costumed villains, secret identities, and things that lurk in the closet--spark moments of eerie familiarity and affective connection. Still, viewers often remain tasked with reading themselves into beloved films, seeking out characters and set pieces that speak to, mirror, and parallel the unique ways queerness encounters the world.It Came from the Closet features twenty-five essays by writers speaking to this relationship, through connections both empowering and oppressive. From Carmen Maria Machado on Jennifer's Body, Jude Ellison S. Doyle on In My Skin, Addie Tsai on Dead Ringers, and many more, these conversations convey the rich reciprocity between queerness and horror.
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Into the Drowning Deep
Mira Grant
The ocean is home to many myths, But some are deadly... Seven years ago the Atargatis set off on a voyage to the Mariana Trench to film a mockumentary bringing to life ancient sea creatures of legend. It was lost at sea with all hands. Some have called it a hoax; others have called it a tragedy. Now a new crew has been assembled. But this time they're not out to entertain. Some seek to validate their life's work. Some seek the greatest hunt of all. Some seek the truth. But for the ambitious young scientist Victoria Stewart this is a voyage to uncover the fate of the sister she lost. Whatever the truth may be, it will only be found below the waves. But the secrets of the deep come with a price.
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The Devouring Gray
C. L. Herman
After her sister's death, seventeen-year-old Violet Saunders finds herself dragged to Four Paths, New York. Violet may be a newcomer, but she soon learns her mother isn't: They belong to one of the revered founding families of the town, where stone bells hang above every doorway and danger lurks in the depths of the woods. Justin Hawthorne's bloodline has protected Four Paths for generations from the Gray--a lifeless dimension that imprisons a brutal monster. After Justin fails to inherit his family's powers, his mother is determined to keep this humiliation a secret. But Justin can't let go of the future he was promised and the town he swore to protect. Ever since Harper Carlisle lost her hand to an accident that left her stranded in the Gray for days, she has vowed revenge on the person who abandoned her: Justin Hawthorne. There are ripples of dissent in Four Paths, and Harper seizes an opportunity to take down the Hawthornes and change her destiny--to what extent, even she doesn't yet know. The Gray is growing stronger every day, and its victims are piling up. When Violet accidentally unleashes the monster, all three must band together with the other Founders to unearth the dark truths behind their families' abilities...before the Gray devours them all.
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Tell Me I'm Worthless
Alison Rumfitt
Three years ago, Alice spent one night in an abandoned house with her friends, Ila and Hannah. Since then, Alice's life has spiraled. She lives a haunted existence, selling videos of herself for money, going to parties she hates, drinking herself to sleep. Memories of that night torment Alice, but when Ila asks her to return to the House, to go past the KEEP OUT sign and over the sick earth where teenagers dare each other to venture, Alice knows she must go. Together, Alice and Ila must face the horrors that happened there, must pull themselves apart from the inside out, put their differences aside, and try to rescue Hannah, whom the House has chosen to make its own. Cutting, disruptive, and darkly funny, Tell Me I'm Worthless is a vital work of trans fiction that examines the devastating effects of trauma and how fascism makes us destroy ourselves and each other.
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marcelloandtyler · 2 years
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“Would you like to upgrade to a balcony room for an extra $125 each?”
Nico glanced at Marcello, who shrugged.
“Uh, hell yeah,” he said, handing his Credit Card to the woman at the cruise terminal. It’d been a long and exhausting morning of traveling from Boston to New York to board the ship that’d take them to fifteen ports over the course of a summer. Nico had won the cruise, which Marcello had been convinced was a scam right up until their tickets were scanned at the beginning of the massive security line.
And it seemed like their luck was improving. An entire, summer’s long vacation with everything included for less than they’d ever pay in rent for just a single month. So far, all they’d pre-paid for were tips, a couple of pre-booked excursions, and a few specialty restaurants. The trade off was that Marcello would not be able to save money over the summer, but he supposed he’d make do when he got back.
The woman handed them their key cards and gave them a spiel about where to wait until the letter on their key card was called (it was an E). Marcello stopped in the bathroom while Nico grabbed a hot dog from a stand inside the terminal, insisting he wanted a genuine NYC, American sendoff before embarking on an international experience. Marcello didn’t bother reminding him that the food served on the ship would likely include plenty of American cuisine. His brother was clearly starting to feel the fat edible he’d forgotten he had in his carry on and had shoved in his mouth before going through security. The rest of his weed was vacuum sealed and so deep inside of his bad that Marcello doubted they’d ever get it out.
He stared at himself in the mirror for a moment as he washed his hands in the public restroom, inhaling the sterile scent of bathroom cleaner and liquid hand soap. There were bags under his eyes. He lifted a hand to his hair, trying to fix a stray strand. When someone came in, he didn’t look at them and instead moved to dry his hands. When he turned around with the paper towel in his hand, he saw a very good looking guy around his age and gave him a tight smile before tossing out the towel and exiting to find Nico.
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can you do headcanons about percy x athena's daughter? except she's like... not annabeth? hehe if a fic is easier, do that, but sometimes headcanons are js more fun :)
⋆⭒˚.⋆ percy jackson x daughter of athena! reader hcs
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content: percy jackson x daughter of athena! reader hcs warning: possible language warning but tbh i don't remember even tho i legit just wrote this- author's note: not annabeth was hard bc girl is like...THE daughter of athena lmao this prompt scared me frfr bc like...how da freak do i make it not annabeth???? i hope i did okay, lmao, but i think if i had to try this prompt again i'd just combust frfr worse than writing daughter of apollo stuff and that's saying SOMETHING FRFR
kelp head and his clever girl
(see what i did there??? it's okay, i know it's not funny, leave me alone)
you were quiet, kept to yourself and your books for years and years
the only reaction people ever got out of you was a tiny little smirk whenever you'd beat their ass at some game
chess, sword fighting, sudoku, the wordle
you'd always managed to win and you'd smirk to yourself, clearly proud as the person marched away
that's actually how you met percy, the boy eager bounding up to you with flushed cheeks and asking you to a friendly game of checkers
your eyes glimmered at the prospects of pummeling the boy, shaking his outstretched hand and letting him lead you towards the game board
and you lost
you lost to the stupid son of poseidon, who looked almost sheepish as he won the game, glancing up at you with offers of next time
you stomped away, fuming, and percy mentally screamed, figuring he just screwed all of his chances with the daughter of athena
the next morning, while percy moped into his blue pancakes, you marched up to him, slamming down a deck of cards and ordering that the two of you play go fish
percy would have agreed to anything if it meant spending more time with you
you guys continued to find random games to play, keeping track in your notebooks of how many games each of you had won
but at some point, it turned from an eagerness to win, to a yearning to be with the other person
you realized this significantly later than percy, sleep alluding you that night as you realized you'd fallen for the son of poseidon without your own knowledge
figures just as much for the daughter of athena
you next day, you met with percy, who awaited your next game proposal
"ever heard of spin the bottle?"
"whAT?"
"it's a game. im gonna win."
"o-okay. i think calling it a game is a bit of stretch-"
"do you want to play or not, jackson?"
"you know what? you're on, ln!"
you guys couldn't decide on the winner of that game, you're mouths a bit busy to voice their opinions
in your notebook, you denoted it as a tie, a mutual winning for both parties involved
for your first birthday with the two of you as a couple, percy thought it would be a marvelous idea to make you a paper garland out of your all time favorite book
he wasn't stupid enough to use your personal copy, rather buying his own and chopping it up into shapes
he proudly presented it to you, only for you to rip him to shreds for decimating a perfectly good book
from that point on, he made sure NO damage ever befall a book in your presences
he never wanted to face that wrath again frfr
he once annotated a book for you, leaving little notes (on posts it) for you in the margins and doodles that he thought of while reading certain passages
you never had so much fun reading a book again
it proudly lives on your nightstand, getting read at least once a day
you like giving percy those goofy little math equations, that when solved, always come out to like 'i ♡ you' or 'luv ya' or whatever
do you have to help him solve it everytime?? yes
and do you get a kiss for solving it with him?? yes so it's all worth it
every morning, you guys sit together and go through the new york times app and do all the little games together
your fav is the wordle, the og
and percy loves strands
and you both DESPISE tiles and it's the only one you guys dont do
avoid it at all costs frfr
and yes, you guys are very strategic with your guesses...mostly
you do, in fact, use bagel as your first guess every time for wordle
totally not speaking from personal experience, of course
i hate bagels...yeah
it started out as a joke, percy typing it in on your phone when you left for a bathroom break, figuring it would be fun to toy with you
but then it got like two yellows and green, like what???
so you guys just kept using it???
and it works like a charm usually
but post the bagel guess, yall are taking notes and writing down all the possibilities and narrowing it down
it takes fifteen minutes to put in the next guess everytime
this has just devloved into promo for the new york times lmao
anyways, percy and you play a lot of games together, but you both agree that your favorite game to play together is the game of love
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