Blossoms. A city institution that only the OGs care about.
The oldest used book store where I could spend days and days just browsing with my earphones plugged in. Ugh. The smell of old books, the quiet, the occasional employee walking past... unhurried, and the worlds and years that were contained within each book that made me want to read them all furiously.
I could never leave without atleast buying 6-7 books and feeling remorse that I couldn't take them all. Fuckkkk.
Heh. My first time being in a library in my school when I was barely 6-7 that kicked off a lifelong yearning for reading. I've always felt so at home in a library. Dammit. I gotta visit soon.
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