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Picked up a plastic-wrapped old paperback copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets combined with F Scott Fitzgerald's novella The Dog of Doubt, or maybe it was The Dog in Doubt. Price wasn't bad but the juxtaposition of two such dissimilar works had me scornful. And it was printed in some faded red ink like the Sermon on the Mount in a cheap Bible so I dropped it and moved on.