It's such a central gathering spot. It's a focal point for the area.

One of the architects described it as a warehouse for books. It outlived its life span.

It's long since passed when libraries were known as a repository for books.

I swoon into a standing eight count. Goddamn, I actually feel my consciousness want to detach and hide like a turtle retreating into a hopelessly soft shell that won't save anyone.

It was so dark it was like noting was there in the room but us. Only the nothing was actually something because it filled my eyes and lungs and it sat on my shoulders.

We liked the flexibility, production efficiency, and high quality printing.