A couple of months ago a friend of mine showed me a book he had recently obtained--a 19th century 1st edition by a notable author, if I recall correctly. My thoughts went back to that book as I was unpacking some of my own books last night. I picked up an old book, took note of the decrepit binding and yellowed pages and thought to myself "I wonder if this is an early edition?"
I'm ashamed to admit that it took me at least five seconds to remember that I was holding a copy of a work by Aristotle. Yeah, I'm brilliant. But at least I give me something to laugh at.
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