
If you’re a Toronto booklover, you probably know that The World’s Biggest Bookstore has closed its doors for good. Its remnants on Edward Street are a melancholy sight.
The massive letters of the sign are gone, leaving shadowy traces behind. A bunch of painted slogans remain untouched, including “A book for every passion” and “Booklovers hangout”.
Are the hangouts of booklovers really vanishing? Are they an endangered species in need of our protection? Or are we simply finding other places to congregate and appreciate the printed word?