I just finished reading Born Under an Assumed Name: The Memoir of a Cold War Spy's Daughter by Sara Mansfield Taber. This was a very good book and it contains lint, to boot!
Near the end of the book, she describes the teachers at the Canadian Academy in Kobe, Japan where she attended high school:
"My French teacher was a fastidious man with impeccable clothing from which he brushed off invisible bits of lint with his manicured fingernails."
