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Derby, the smallest city in Connecticut, contains more interesting things to look at than you might think. It has a few more hidden surprises than perhaps it should, if such things were allocated by size. In a neighborhood on the river where the streets don't have names, just letters, where broken windows and brick walls and empty roads wait as if for a gritty photo shoot, inside an old mill building, there's a little
bookstore. If not for the sign, and the crates of used books on the sidewalk, you would probably never guess.
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