The air is thick with the smell of used books and memories — the makings for my personal heaven. Its mid-day, and I’ve found myself wandering in and out of Denton’s downtown storefronts. Recycled Books & Records steals the show the moment I lay my eyes on it. The caddy-cornered shop currently calls an old opera house home.
As I cruise through the bookshelves, my heart is warm. I hear children’s laughter echoing as their parents allow them to select their new favorite read in the kids corner — or perhaps they just found platform 9 and 3/4. Just beyond them lies the rare comic collection, where I immediately locate one of my best buds and today’s chosen travel companion.
From families to token loners, I’m surrounded by lovers of art, history and tunes. Back towards the counter, I eavesdrop on some impressively nerdy trade talk on what sounds like first edition classics. The best part about the place, though? The vibe is inclusive and welcoming. You can straight up sit on the ground and start scouting your reading options. No judgement here.
Every artsy, authentic touch goes noticed, from the handwritten disclaimers taped to the front counter glass to the reading recommendations scattered throughout the isles. My personal favorite? The ‘Books for Tall People’ shelf — and trust me, they mean tall.
I take to the back of the store, flipping through a few records from the massive selection before I find myself perched on the second floor balcony overlooking the coolest bookworm kingdom. I can’t help but think about how my six-year-old self would be sprinting around this maze of discovery.
On my way out, I scoop up a few local promo postcards to use as a future excuse to explore this haven from the heat. Until next time, Recycled.