And here are the books I found at Powell's:
This Goodwill superstore was just off the bike trail:
|No, I didn't buy this. On my way to the casino I came upon a goodwill 20 minutes before closing. They had this late-model Olivetti and an Irish tweed jacket that was too small. I left there empty-handed but with my meagre gaming stake intact.
|typed on Torpedo, for the exciting, dangerous-sounding name.
|typed on Olympia SM-3, for the proper 1950's cold-war feeling