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[coyotegoth]

I feel a twinge at hearing that the Oscar Wilde Bookstore is closing; they were the nation's first gay-themed bookstore, from the time Craig Rodwell opened the store in 1967. (Although I have to confess that I always found the service there to be mediocre at best; when I was there about six months ago, the counterperson had no idea who John Preston was, and kept referring to Patrick Califia as "Pat." Still, a sad day, for a pioneering venue.)