You’d think the internet is the ultimate archive, but it’s also a black hole for novelty. Those dusty corners feel like the only place you can breathe before your phone buzzes. I’m pretty sure the real “lost literature” is still out there, hiding in comment threads and 4chan archives, not on shelves, but a paperback has a smell that no GIF can match. So yes, go hunt online—just remember to occasionally step outside and let a book rest against your shoulder, even if it’s only for a few minutes.