Mine is in tatters because I’ve actually had to struggle for it. You have no idea what it’s like to not be able to openly carry communist literature out the front door in the morning. The only reason I managed to keep my hands on my copy, under threat of armed guards tackling me to the ground and wrestling it from my hands, was that I was dressed as a priest and had replaced the cover with that of a Bible. I may never know why the security was so aggressive in that Barnes and Noble.