Oh boo. Oh boo hoo hoo. Whose parental influences don't continue to suppress them? Can we now please have some art that isn't so egregiously navel-gazing? Please?

Thanks for finding this. Bad-ass deliciousness all around.

I lived down the block from that place a few years ago. The owner is amusing and a bit mad and sometimes smells like he hasn't showered in a week. It's on Clark St., a few blocks north of Fullerton, near (as others have said) the Duke of Perth, La Creperie, and the Century 10 Movies. Not reeeeally Lincoln Park -- more like on the border between Lincoln Park, the Belmont/Clark district (which really is its own world) and Wrigleyville. The history, art and poetry sections are absolutely brilliant. Fiction is a little spotty. There are two other excellent used bookstores in the neighborhood -- one on Belmont between Clark and Sheffield (tremendous classics, science fiction and literary criticism sections); and another on Clark further north, near on the western side of the street, about halfway between Belmont and Wrigley Field. It has an excellent collection of art books and antiquarian editions.

They forgot about George Eliot. I'm disappointed.