Courtesy of the Literary Lady, the following link was emailed to the Literary Man, alerting him to the existence of  “traps” being set in the city of New York:

Williamsburg Population Control

Are Literary traps next? Will small steel traps full of Penguin paperbacks, Plougshares, miniature bottles of Pernod, and unopened reams of paper be next? The Literary Man would have a hard time passing up a free glass of street Pernod:

The Literary Man's Preferred Apéritif