Nirvana, Mecca, The City of Books!

It seems as if there ought to be some sort of orchestral fanfare as you approach! Clouds part, divine light shines down. OK, the walk dude. That works too.

The Rare Book Room. The “just looking” was for reals just looking in here. Some cool stuff, of course, but spendy. Of course.

I SCREAM! well, not literally. I didn’t want to get kicked out. Although that probably would have been easier on my wallet.
Call me hopelessly old-fashioned, but there’s something about the physicality of a book. Real life tangible object ink and paper. And a real store. Yes, the internet is so convenient in so many ways, but to go to a place, and pick up the books, and leaf through them. That, you do not get on the intarwebs.
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