A few of the books on hold in my local library on 23rd Street. I go to the library every day but Sunday when it's disappointingly not open. The ceilings are wonderfully high. The lights are brighter than my dimly-lit apartment. Those big windows you see look out on a busy street. It makes a stimulating combination of quiet inside and busyness out. That's why people like living in big cities, that combination. But the libraries here close at dinnertime. It's way too early. People go home and it's not quiet there. TV is on. Almost always. Almost all the time. Noise outside, noise inside. It'd be better here if the libraries were open at night.
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