<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Pacific Pages Bookstore</strong></span></div><br/><div align="center">(http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4471125141_2ed7bbdf27_o.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">Pacific Pages, owned by James Heidermann, is typical of any small-town bookstore.  Books are crammed in every nook and cranny and litter the floor in precarious stacks.  There's some dust over most things, but not much, the owner's attention to house-keeping leaving something to be desired.  A large orange Persian lays sprawled across the front desk, face and paws twitching as it dreams.  The store's radio is tuned in to a prog-rock station, and Nightwish's 'The Islander' is currently playing (http://youtu.be/5juc6fmgylw (http://youtu.be/5juc6fmgylw)).</div><br/><div align="center">(http://jameswharris.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/bookstore.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S-9f3rWuWYA/S_mM5g6dwoI/AAAAAAAABy8/XUKozdyCdyA/s1600/Bookstore+Indie.JPG)</div><br/><div align="center">(http://[url=http://o3.aolcdn.com/dims-shared/dims3/PATCH/resize/600x450/http://hss-prod.hss.aol.com/hss/storage/patch/76d38699a587b079c1c340bb39bbe72d]http://o3.aolcdn.com/dims-shared/dims3/PATCH/resize/600x450/http://hss-prod.hss.aol.com/hss/storage/patch/76d38699a587b079c1c340bb39bbe72d[/url])</div>