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5.0 out of 5 stars
This must be the place..., January 10, 2006
This review is from: Lonelyhearts Pawn Shop (Paperback)
Like love, transcendence and magic are often unexpected. Coming with the rain, skirting the horizon between waking and dream, shaking your hand at a meet-and-greet outside a corner office, surf pulling the sand from under your heart. In Lonelyhearts Pawn Shop, they are cheerfully carried through galaxies, across languages and barriers, ferried to and from islands cut off from the mainland by this endearing, disarming and benevolent purveyor of goodwill, humanity, and fine muse.
From her modest shop on the outskirts of desire Pawn Queen dedicates her life to the good work of good work, warmly returning her patrons' barter ten fold with wisdom and grace served unpretentiously like a complimentary sweet delivered with a reassuring smile. In heels, or sensible pumps, a perfect lady.
Here, principles of assorted disciplines, concrete and abstract, simple and complex turn transcendent trinkets of art, philosophy, prose and poetry displayed in clear unlocked cases for everyone to admire.
A less ambitious or envious competitor might cry foul, accuse this lovely enterprise of unfair trade practice, wonder how they missed the exchange of these simple treasures. Might contest in the cosmic court this glistening collection of cubic zirconium. (Or are they diamonds?) But the cosmic court is judicious, wise, and advised by familiar cats.
Pawn Queen pleads no contest to a generosity of ideas. This time, a dancing chain of love's DNA doodled on the back of a receipt while chatting with a customer. Serendipity? Painstaking design? At Queenly Pawn one never knows.
Perhaps she has mapped the genome of the heart.
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