I've been addicted to Perry Mason novels lately. You can get some nice vintage ones that have spectacular cover art for mere pennies on ebay. Reading them reminds me of my grandmother who enjoyed the television series. She'd sit on her knees in front of the TV like a kid, dish towel in hand, eagerly solving the plot before the end of each episode. She was just as glamorous as all of his beautiful female characters and it's fun to picture her as Della Street.
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