Best of Boston

The Avenue Victor Hugo Bookshop is still unpacking from its move up the block. Even so, there’s a comfortable slovenliness in the remaining unopened boxes, a librarian’s jumble that reminds you not to hurry past that sleeping treasure on the untouched shelf. Classics, history, 1950s sci-fi magazines—the aisles are silent feasts, and the selection is for gluttons. A self-described “outpost of civilization,” perhaps the store is better dubbed the Black Hole of Newbury Street, because once you walk in, it’s almost impossible to extract yourself.