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It’s Monday–a cold, wet, windy Mon­day com­plete with a tor­nado warn­ing and a low ceil­ing of gray shaded clouds that hang like Span­ish moss above our build­ing. But I’m my own lit­tle ray of sun­shine because yes­ter­day, the local paper, Star-News, ran a fea­ture on me and for a short while, I was on the …

Ever since I was res­cued from the fresh hell called home­room by our junior high school librar­ian, who allowed me to become and aide, I’ve had a soft soft in my heart for librar­i­ans and books. So it thrills me that Soul Enchi­lada’s debut has occurred not in a book­store, but in a library. Cat­a­logs …