The other night I was coming home on the subway on a crowded train and was reading a (used) hardcover copy of "The Fabulous Sylvester", and I noticed this (black) woman sitting in front of me looking up at the book.
"Oh," I was like, "You a fan or something?"
"Oh no," she was like, "Just looking," and she totally continued to read the quotes and stuff on the back cover.
When it got to my stop, I opened up my overcoat and slid the book into this very convenient side pocket, where the book just fit but wasn't visible when you closed the coat.
"Isn't that great?", she was like. "They don't put pockets like that on coats anymore!"
And I agreed, and told her I loved it, and often wished all my coats had pockets like that.
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