Last week, while waiting in line to get tickets for Two gentlemen of Verona, I went to the garbage bin to throw out my teacup. There on top of the the pile was a copy of the current HP. It had definitely been to the wars and looked as though it had been thrown against things for a while. No pages were missing. [That was sure a quick run from the shelves to the trash.] I retrieved it and gave it to a friend who had not yet read it.