Cover Me.

I will be the first to admit that I almost always judge a book by its cover. Since the days of assigned reading lists are long gone, I rarely go into a bookstore with a specific title in mind. I can't help but be drawn to those covered with thoughtful design while I glance with chagrin at those straight out of romance land. I also judge wine by its label, but that's another post.

Let's just say I'd be so delighted to read "Bureaucracy in Modern Society" if I came across this version. What's the worse thing that happens? I hate the book, but I have something display worthy in my house? Works for me.

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