One of my books got remaindered last year, so I got to buy hundreds of copies very cheap. That's a good thing (except the boxes are taking up room in my garage). But it reminded me of this poem by Clive James that is just so full of pleasurable schadenfreude:
(Remaindering means that this book or edition has gone out of print, but the publisher still has an inventory and sells the copies at a steep discount to distributors or the authors.)
'The Book of My Enemy Has Been Remaindered'
The book of my enemy has been remaindered And I am pleased. In vast quantities it has been remaindered Like a van-load of counterfeit that has been seized And sits in piles in a police warehouse,
https://web.cs.dal.ca/~johnston/poetry/bookofmyenemy.html
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