Book this joint!

I found a place to use the internet and hang around when I have nothing to do. What is beautiful is that nobody comes around to clean and look at me funny, nobody expects me to do “work,” nobody even notices I am here. But I am. And I have a desk and a chair and internet and an outlet so that my computer does not die on me and the wonderful, pervasive smell of old books and people. Where is this mysterious place, you ask?

Why the library, of course!

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