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ACRES’ BOOKS SALE STARTS THURSDAY

 

PHOTO by DANIEL DE BOOM
PHOTO by DANIEL DE BOOM

Mark your calendars in black ink: Acres of Books–Long Beach’s oldest, most thoroughly-, intriguingly-stocked store of used literature–will begin a discount sale of its stock this Thursday.

And how long will the sale go? “‘Til we run out of stuff to sell,” says Jackie Smith, who owns the store with her husband Philip–grandson of its founder, Bertrand Smith.

The store is closed until Thursday in preparation for the sale–which, as you’re no doubt aware, comes because the city has purchased the Acres building for $2.8 million using eminent domain, and intends to replace it with a mixed-use retail-residential development.

That development will someday encompass the entire Broadway Block: from Third Street to Broadway, and from Long Beach Boulevard to Elm Avenue.

But why would a bookstore sell its stock? The Smiths have always said they hoped to relocate elsewhere in Long Beach–or, barring that, just elsewhere–and you can’t have a bookstore without books.

“We’re looking,” Jackie Smith said. “But it’s getting basically hopeless. Anything affordable is undoable. So we’re just going to sell until we don’t have anything worth selling.”

Will they find something?

“I doubt it,” Smith said. “If something amazingly wonderful falls into our lap, we’ll probably stop the sale. But I don’t think that’s likely.”

According to the terms of the store’s sale to the city, Acres has until May 1, 2009 to vacate its longtime digs at 240 Long Beach Blvd.

But Smith said the store may not last that long. They’ll consider closing the store, she said, “When we don’t make enough to pay the light bill three days in a row.”

Sadly, the summer months are the most expensive time to keep the lights on at Acres; Smith said that’s when electricity rates rise, elevating the store’s electric bill to around $700 a month.

And yes, that’s without air conditioning. There is no air conditioning, thank you. This is a 1924 building, and air conditioning has not been added. A line of graffiti, however, has.

Scrawled across the outside of the store’s back wall are the words “Lowenthal 452″ in black paint–possibly a reference to the store’s Long Beach City Council representative, Second District Councilwoman Suja Lowenthal, and to author Ray Bradbury’s famous novel, Fahrenheit 451.

“Have you seen the graffiti?” Jackie Smith asked. “I had nothing to do with it.”

Details of the sell-a-thon are still being worked out according to Josh Farley, a senior consultant at G. A. Wright Marketing, Inc., of Denver, which is helping the Smiths administer the sale.

But it will include such giveaways as a high-definition TV, a wine refrigerator, and an MP3 player–none of which were invented when Acres of Books opened in 1934.

There’s no bookstore like this in his native Kansas City, Farley said.

“Probably not to this scale. I can almost certainly say that,” Farley said, mopping the sweat from his brow. “It’s a wonderful store.”

Employee Jedediah Laub-Klein agrees, naturally.

“Sad,” said Laub-Klein, a Cal State Long Beach student, when asked how he’s bearing up. “But I’m getting over it. I’m making a film about this place. I already have an idea what I want to do. I shot two hours of film yesterday in Hobo Alley.”

Hobo Alley is on its way out, too.

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  • DW reader
    I've heard complaints that no city official,including Suja Lowenthal, bothered to attend Ray Bradbury's send-off for Acres Of Books. Perhaps Suja wil be at the controls of the bulldozer that'll knock down the Acres building like she did for Jack's Liquor Store and ............her marriage!
  • Cyndie
    Maybe is Suja wasn't so busy with her personal "affairs" she'd be paying attention to what her constituents want. WE NEED ACRES OF BOOKS, we don't need another lame retail space with overpriced housing. What's the problem, Long Beach doesn't have enough empty retail space downtown to suit our city council?
  • 2nd District Unrepresented
    No!Wenthal

    Maybe we can adaptively reuse her wicked grin as the portal to Hell?
  • Fucking Bummed
    Hey Long Beach RDA!

    You sold part of our soul to pay Peter to fucking pick Paul's wallet.

    I hope your project fails, which given your track record is pretty much what is gonna happen.

    Disgusting. (even Ray Bradbury has my back)

    Like Bush building this imaginary new Middle East democracy. Your politics are just insensitive and insulting to what we as Long Beach residents hold dear.

    I would spit in your faces if I could.
  • Barricade Bob
    The RDA scumbags don't give a damn about you or any other less than high rolling types. They WANT to get rid of anybody who can't afford the glitz they love. The poor disgust them (unless they're from Mexico or Guatemala) and the projects they promote are DESIGNED to get rid of you--it doesn't matter that you were born and raised in LB if you're not rich enough to fit into their tax bracket schemes. I hope their children die slow, painful, frightful deaths while they watch. Such scum should get what they perpetrate on their citizen victims.
  • Gunther
    Congratulations Suja. You're destroying one legacy in order to create your own legacy of crappy developments for your district. And the RDA, great track record for certain. We can expect nothing but the best from those guys as they bulldoze what's left of our history and sell it to their lowest bidding developer buddies, all for the promise that it get developed into something spectacular, like the pike.
  • G Morgan
    You guys can be so darn insensitive. Ms Lowenthal works very hard to see that this wonderful, Queen-size city maintains a reputation that behooves us as hard working, and hard playing citizens. And I want to touch her stuff.
    All the Best,
    Walt Whitman
  • John Bob Green
    Yes, I wholeheartedly agree with Gloria Morgan, and so, too, I believe, would Agent J. Irrespective of the track record of Ms Lowenthal and the Tennesse Valley Authority, the assorted, and often quite smelly mob at Acres of Books are a bunch of wine swilling, tobacco snortin, sons ‘a guns with no vision for the future. Is this the culture to which we so dearly cling. Sure, they sit on their fat asses and complain about the way their city is headed, but then they get drunk on two-buck chuck and can’t distinguish good taste from their own crapulence. And I also want to touch her junk.
    Best Wishes,
    Mark Twain
  • Lovin' Long Beach
    My love.

    Your beauty is beyond compare.

    The stars have nothing on you.

    When I am with you the hours seem like minutes.

    And!

    I want to touch your butthole.

    All the best,

    Harold Bloom
  • I work at All American Burger
    Long Beach.

    Like a lover, you are to me.

    Sweet sweet lover.

    Looking into your eyes.

    I could waste infinity.

    I wanna rape ya.

    Sincerely,

    William Shakespeare
  • bob snap
    alas, acres of books has swelled past the zenith.
    orchestrated by the meaty mind of baroness lowenthal
    her beefy right index finger pushed down hard on "the button"
    and one day, after the dust has settled, her insatiable appetite and blood lust will be close to being satiated, but that will not be realized until her real classy condominiums have been erected...if you know what the bard means. a dark cloud will blanket the firmament and baroness lowenthal will, assuredly, cast several more spells upon the good bibliophiles of long beach, but she will call for a book-burning in order to destroy stackable squid mechanics. If all goes well the swelling will end and the tyranny of the lowenthal regime will implode. coincidentally, I understand that she's got some tasty sauce and I want to taste her saucy sauce.
    wholeheartedly genuine and festively stackable salamanders of discerning tastes...
    William Butler Yeats
  • Tardis
    Man.

    Is the writing on the subway wall?

    Kickin' rocks,

    Take 183
  • bob snap
    "i am the platypus!!!!" those words were found in the great book of poetry: "Stacked upon the Fish mechanic back" by the great australian poet Simon Pumperknickle, which I found one day in the poetry section of acres of books in those wild wombat days when i had Tasmania on my breath and south western australia on my mind. thank you acres of books for taking me to the great australian outback to fend off the great platypus and the savage red-necked wallabies without having to leave long beach. i can taste the great australian vegemite sandwiches.
    Long live acres of books and long live the duck-billed platypus of my dreams!
    Earnestly,
    milan kundera
  • Davros
    Yo Yo Yo.

    What's with all this books and shit?

    Keep it gangsta,
    Carl Sagan
  • I'm moving to the end of your
    Clearly Derrida's position on post-reconstructionist capitalism means nothing. It is evident in Long Beach's city planning.

    Gettin' Crunk

    Isaac Asimov
  • Someone who loves you
    In all of my work I have never seen such a desperate HUMAN situation. Truly heartbreaking. I grieve with you, Long Beach. I, as a human being, grieve.

    Late,

    Albert Schweitzer
  • raundog
    I've seen the best books of my generation destroyed by
    long beach, starving hysterical naked,
    dragging themselves through the potholed streets at dawn
    looking for an angry fix,
    sujaheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
    connection to the starry dynamo in the machin-
    ery of right.

    Keep it chronic,

    Allen Ginsberg
  • Charlie
    Man. This shit is coming down. Like fast.

    Warmest Regards,

    Charles Manson
  • Bill O'Reilly
    I praise the destruction of Acres of Books. Bring on total corporate power!! Bring on the rapture!!

    Seig Heil

    Bill O'Reilly
  • Sharon
    Please!

    Just let me keep my baby.

    Sharon Tatertots
  • laughing crying
    There is an aspect of the human dynamic that leads me to believe that all of our decisions are not necessarily benevolent.

    We Out,

    Bertrand Russell
  • Tattoo Me?
    On Condominiums.

    "I remember some years ago being part of a panel discussion at which another panelist expressed her passionate contempt for the crass commercialism of the publishing industry, which had time and time again rejected her vampire novel. What set her vampire novel apart from all the others was that it featured a black, lesbian vampire who was also handicapped. The author believed that handicapped black lesbians would flip for her work, and so they might - at least the portion of them who like vampire novels to begin with."

    Thomas M. Disch
  • Mummy Winter
    I have enjoyed the beauties of Ovid read under my breath in your aisles. At home I ponder his greatness.

    Ballin',

    George W. Bush
  • John Holmes
    I had sex in the fiction room...


    Whateva,
    John Holmes
  • John Bob Green
    Well, apparently we got that off our collective chest. And I promise not to pun on "chest" where it concerns Ms Lowenthal. We've had some laughs, some tears, some booze, and now we should probably just kick rocks. But first, tell me, which novel does the following paragraph conclude: "He [Acres of Books] sprang from the cabin window as he said this, upon the ice raft which lay close to to the vessel. He was soon borne away by the waves and lost in darkness and distance."

    Peace,
    MWShelley
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