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“Can I help you?” “I... I want to read,” I said. Her face lit up. “Well, you’re in the right place.” She showed me where the GED books were. Real ones. Thick, updated. I ran my fingers over the spines. “Do I need a card?” “You can read anything here without one,” she said. “But if you want to borrow...” I shook my head. “I’ll just read here.” And I did. Every day after work, for two weeks, I came in. I read until my eyes ached. I took notes on napkins and old receipts.

she gets her own plate and sits on the opposite side of the island and we eat, damn her food is always so damn good. " There is a place, it's a chamber of sorts a place I can not take you or anyone else nor will I tell you or anyone else where it is but this place has a gate way so to speak that can take you to other places and I went to where those creatures dwell, I was shown a book by my friend and at first the book was empty, I flipped through the pages and there was nothing, just a few words on the very first page of the book "

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He shook her from his mind and pushed open the doors to the study. The rug-lined room was bigger than B’s above-garage apartment. Floor to ceiling bookshelves dampened any noise B might made in his whiskey search. There didn’t seem to be a single inch of space on any one of the shelves. Books of all colors, textures, and sizes were packed together. In front of the book spines sat hundreds of little treasures–seashells, pocket watches, glass figurines, and carvings of creatures. So many creatures. B let his fingers drift over the book spines: The Picture of Dorian Gray. The Catcher in the Rye. The Odyssey. Brave New World. The Call of the Wild. White Noise. So many stories he’d never read and

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On the right side of the place, there were wooden chairs and stools where some people are either working, chatting, or reading books while they were drinking coffee. The ambiance of this place is my dream ambiance for the room. On the left side, there were shelves of books and people looking for their reads. This coffee shop and bookstore place is going to be my next favorite place. “I didn’t expect you to bring me here. I didn’t know that Dusk and Dawn has this kind of place.” “Oh, well. This place isn’t part of the town. We passed the arch, right.” “I forgot.” “So we’re going to spend our whole day in here. We’re going to read and drink as much caffeine as we need. Everything is my treat.”

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Maybe our connection wasn’t meant to be, so no matter how we were brought together we still didn’t end up together. A few moments later, I’d found the books I wanted to buy. I placed them in my arms, then walked over to Kevin, who was sitting on the reading sofa. This bookstore has a tiny reading room with only two reading sofas separated by a small round table. A reading lamp stands beside each sofa. On the table sits a small flowerpot serving as decoration. The reading room floor is carpeted, and next to my sofa are two vending machines.

Books are removed and added, so it's kept up to date. What makes it special is the little section of books from best-sellers across the world. For the literature students, of course, I like to take advantage of that perk too. There are no library passes, but you'll have to check in with the librarian to get a book out. There's a common room with several chairs to sit and read, but since it's Tuesday and a little past noon, the place is almost empty. I count two girls and three guys when I passed. I visit the novel section. The likes of pride and prejudice, ugly love, after, and a few rom-com are enticing but I skip them all and take up a psychology text. I'll take those home and read them la