I had a $25 gift card and a 20% coupon burning holes in my pockets, so I made the trek up to a Barnes and Noble. On my walk, I stopped at Union Station to see if it was still there. I knew they were closing it down (a dispute over rent increases) but thought I would support it while I could in hopes they might decide to stay (futile, I know). I was also thinking they might have a nice sale to clear out the stock.
But when I arrived, the windows were papered over and this enormous, lovely public space was gone. It had always had a surprisingly good selection , including an excellent array of periodicals. And now it’s gone.
I walked a mile further to the downtown store, where I bought Emil Cioran’s A Short History of Decay and an espresso.
While waiting for my espresso, I got an email from Barnes and Noble alerting me to the closure of the Union Station shop and offering a small discount on coffee or tea by way of consolation.
Was today the first day without it? Did it just close down? Had I happened to stop by yesterday, would it still have existed? It just seems an odd coincidence.