Richard Lake: Behold the carcass, once proud.
Borders, the national bookstore chain founded in 1971 by two brothers in Ann Arbor, Mich., died a horrible death the other day.
It died with a line at the front door.
It died with its mouth shut, the employees forbidden to talk about it.
It died screaming like a carnival barker.
"NOTHING HELD BACK."
"STORE CLOSING."
"EVERYTHING ON SALE."
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