The book sale taking place onscreen is the very opposite of that offered by orderly and antiseptic transaction that promises you the exact title you seek without so much as having to make eye contact, not to mention touch dirty change from a till. On the sidewalk across the street from Greenwich Village's Washington Square Park, a group of men are trying to eke out a living hawking used books. The footage of them plying their wares hardly makes it seem like the path to riches; some of the older men look as ragged as the paperbacks on their tables. Unlike most of the minimum-wage clerks at Barnes & Noble, these vendors get really passionate about their product: One continually sabotages himself by screaming at customers who grab books too eagerly or want to... More >>>