I’m calling you out Barnes & Noble. Ditto Borders. And Brentanos. And Waldenbooks. Every single sorry one of you toy-store-ass magazineries/ersatz coffee shops. That I have to wander around for 5 minutes until I find the grown-up books in a poorly marked section labelled “Literature” is bad enough. That your Children’s section looks more like the impulse aisle at FAO Schwartz, I can stomach. Barely. But when all of this disposable irrelevant crap takes up more space than the actual books, you deserve every shitty earnings report you publish.