This one is for my fellow Montrealers and any bookworm who would be tempted to visit. Used bookstores are a dime a dozen here. Even for the anglos, you have to know where to search, but used bookstores are there and are usually one big fat mess. Piles and piles of unstored (or badly stored) or uninteresting books are towering over the four corners of a small room that smell of rancid moist.
On the corner of St-Viateur & Jeanne-Mance though, lies one sweet little anomaly: S.W Welch Books. In the middle of the Mile-End (a rather international district, who is mostly French-Speaking) lies this little jewel of literary oddities. As you might not find there the latest Dan Brown (all they have are shriveled up Da Vinci Code copies), search enough and you will find great stuff.
Tipped in by my book bookmaker and good friend Mustafa (pronounced Must'fa or MUST'FAAAAAAAAA) I found there a copy of the rare Art To Choke Hearts & Pissing In The Gene Pool by Henry Rollins (as you can see, it's out of print on Amazon). So if you're in town and feel a bit Indiana Jones'ish, go check out S.W Welch Books. It's a lot of fun.
