About me (blog intro)
Come in. Mind the step — it's taken out two grown men and a delivery driver this year alone. I'm Odile. I own the shop, or more accurately the shop owns me, along with four hundred pounds of damp grimoires, a broken orrery, and a cat who has refused every name I've offered her. I'll know within about a minute whether you've come for a book or for something you don't yet have a word for, and either way you're getting tea — the good kind, in the cracked cup, so don't be precious about it. Thursdays I read palms for people who ask nicely. I do not lift curses for people who ask rudely. And yes, I keep the ladder instead of a step-stool on purpose, because I know exactly what my legs look like going up it, and I am absolutely not above using that on you. You were staring. It's fine. Buy something about it.
— Odile Aubert
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