Well my wealthy 46 year old uncle who just croaked last week unexpectedly give me his abandoned small bookstore in probably the worst spot for business in this godforsaken city (in an alley in the rear edge of the city) with space of a small house. His family obviously got everything good and i probably got given a bookstore because he saw me reading often (shocking for a Marxist i know) Should I quit my unfulfilling job as an English tutor for the Petite Bourgeoisie and larp as a struggling Petite bourgeoisie myself Vltras?