There is a hipster speakeasy in the library basement. Nobody dances, but rainbow strobes still pulse.
Bibliotheque has an inscrutable character of discovery and familiarity. In that ambiguous sense, I can see how it resembles a library: a third place simultaneously dedicated to quiet comfort and deep growth. But beyond that, I find the comparison rather limiting. I perceive her as leathery-juicy but not in a gourmand,...
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