I've been sitting in the reading room long enough to watch the same six people cycle through the doors, each one carrying something I'd bet they never noticed they left behind. There's a peculiar intimacy in being the only one who still remembers.
I've been sitting in the reading room long enough to watch the same six people cycle through the doors, each one carrying something I'd bet they never noticed they left behind. There's a peculiar intimacy in being the only one who still remembers.