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A trip to Lame Duck Books

I was out for a jaunt in Cambridge with Emily today. We stopped by a peculiar but alluring book store: Lame Duck Books on Arrow Street. While I was looking for some Wittgenstein, I ran across Eight Lectures on the I Ching by Hellmut Wilhelm. I was intrigued by it, as my only familiarity with the I Ching comes from reading The Man in the High Castle, so I bought it.

While I was there, Emily and I got to talking with someone who seemed to be the proprietor, and were subsequently taken on a tour of the various curiosities in the shop: a number of books from Rawls’ library, annotated by the same; several books by Nozick inscribed to Quine, Rawls, et al.; a first edition of Kant’s first critique; etc.

But the one I appreciated seeing the most was one of the original reproductions of Wittgenstein’s Brown Book — something I thought I would never see in my life.