Headed down to Madison again today with an SUV full of books to sell. Fifteen boxes to be exact. When the buyer asked me how $150 sounded, I answered, "About $25 short of the speeding ticket I was just issued driving down here." All for the want of a Jimmy John sub. Expensive sandwich.
Walking around campus, I think it is no coincidence I eventually pursued architectural restoration as a career. Here are some of my favorite old haunts from the town I called home for nine years:
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