I apologize, my dear, but I don’t remember. It was a shop in London around 50 years ago, I believe.
1 year ago
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wiling and thwarting since 4000 bc
Aziraphale: an Angel, and part-time rare book dealer
Crowley: an Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards
Your friendly* local** representatives of Heaven and Hell are here to answer your questions, as long as Aziraphale can figure out how to touch a computer without breaking the entire internet.
*Or not so much. Crowley denies ever being “friendly”.