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From the cover of Robert Kyle\u2019s The Crooked City<\/i>, a pulp novel.<\/p><\/div>\n

I love bookstores, but there\u2019s something that needs to be said: they\u2019re often filled with lurking creeps. True, creeps lurk everywhere, certainly in New York City, and true, bookstores are also filled with wonderful people who love to read and are interested in things other than making strangers uncomfortable. This should go without saying. But just as a book gives an aspiring interlocutor a better opening than an inscrutable mobile device\u2014\u201cAre you a student?\u201d \u201cWhat are you reading?\u201d \u201cIs that a novel of old Paris?\u201d (granted this last was an isolated situation)\u2014so, too, does the tangible presence of large numbers of books embolden a certain subset.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Perhaps it\u2019s the fact that bookstores are, like museums and big-box hardware stores, said to be good pickup spots, places where you can meet like-minded people in a nonthreatening way\u2014or so goes the perceived wisdom. In a bookstore, you can even narrow down your \u201caudience\u201d by interest, if you choose to lurk only in a certain section. I\u2019ve seen creeps creep on women in the romance section\u2014\u201cI bet you only read those for the sex scenes\u201d\u2014the self-help section\u2014\u201cI\u2019ll give you advice\u201d\u2014and, most horribly, the cookbook section.<\/p>\n

Only last week, I found a spot on an unoccupied bench in a neighborhood bookstore and had just settled in with a pile of absorbing novels, planning to read the first few pages of each and select one or two. What bliss! It was raining outside, I was surrounded by readers, and I had a seat. I let out a contented sigh. There was another guy on the bench, quietly reading.<\/p>\n

Then this other man marched up. He smelled strongly of stale cigarettes and maybe beer. As he threw his backpack down, the headphones fell out of his phone and thrash metal began to blast across the store.<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry about that!\u201d he said, turning it off. I gave him a tight smile of objective forgiveness and returned to my book. \u201cThis fucking thing!\u201d he said loudly. \u201cGuess this isn\u2019t really the place to play Bloodspot<\/a>, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

After a moment, his phone rang. \u201cOh, fuck this shit!\u201d he said loudly. \u201cThese fucking guys think they can call me all the time.\u201d I was starting to debate leaving\u2014but it was a really good seat, right against a radiator. I stared fixedly at my page. He had a pile of comic books.\u00a0<\/p>\n

This happened a couple of times\u2014spates of cursing and general announcements. He took two calls, from either a boss or his dad. He was very surly and swore a lot. I tried to ignore him. After a certain point, it felt like I\u2019d gone this far, and I could handle whatever happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Until he said: \u201cI just noticed where we\u2019re sitting.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked up. Oh no! The erotica section!\u00a0<\/p>\n

And then the other man, my bench-mate,\u00a0got up and left.\u00a0Traitor! Judas! Chivalry is dead.\u00a0<\/p>\n

\u201cYou like \u2026 erotica?\u201d the cursing guy asked suggestively. \u201cMaybe we could read some together.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExcuse me,\u201d I said coldly, waiting for him to move so I could grab my coat.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d he said. \u201cI just want to talk about books.\u201d<\/p>\n

I jerked my coat out from under him.<\/p>\n

\u201cBitch,\u201d he said loudly.\u00a0<\/p>\n

I found a teenager who looked anguished when I explained the situation; I didn\u2019t stay to see whether\u00a0they called\u00a0security. Maybe one day this will be the sort of old-fashioned thing we\u2019ll tell our grandchildren. Not his and mine, I mean\u2014the collective \u201cour.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sadie Stein is contributing editor of <\/em>The Paris Review, and the <\/em>Daily\u2019s correspondent.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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