Dear Borders in Downtown Crossing Boston,
Today I say goodbye to you, my dear, as you close your doors forever. I couldn't go by there today for fear of shedding a tear for the place I once called my second home.
You got a shit load of money out of me, but what I got in return more than made up for the depletion in my bank account almost every week. I got a place where I could go and spend my time in between classes at Emerson, before meeting up with friends on a Friday night, while killing time until my morning bus ride to NY or just because I needed a placed to get out of the rain. I spent countless hours browsing through your books, drinking hot cocoa at the cafe, sitting in a chair reading or getting some writing in. I don't know what I'm going to do without you.
I'm afraid to think about what will happen to your location, what high-end store will take your place and if I'll feel comfortable going into that area and not seeing your side-walk book sale that always got my attention. Will that corner of Downtown crossing ever be the same? It was sad enough to see the Barnes and Nobel leave that area, but this goodbye is heart wrenching. For I know, that while B&N may have the opportunity to return, I will never see the black and red of your Borders sign again.
So, I wanted to take this time to bid farewell to a friend I will never forget. Thank you for always being there for me. You will be missed.
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