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above. Minutes later I discovered the bird standing unperturbed,<br />
voraciously pecking at dead flesh.<br />
Behind the bird was an old, faded olive building<br />
that drew little attention. <strong>The</strong> bird didn’t matter anymore.<br />
What could I have done anyway? I hurried in because a<br />
door was open. A desk was to my immediate right upon<br />
entering, but no courteous fellow to greet my arrival.<br />
Looking closer, a squat, middle-aged man with chalky hair<br />
sat at a computer below the counter, walled in by books.<br />
He didn’t seem to notice me, so I walked on.<br />
Heavy, moldy molecules were diffused throughout.<br />
I was soon rendered speechless by the massive shelves<br />
cluttered with innumerable books. I was sure the store was<br />
breaking some fire code, for abundant stacks were everywhere.<br />
Books that had been abandoned. Books that had<br />
been forgotten. It was fertile with everlasting ideas. I took<br />
my time perusing the shelves, looking for nothing in particular.<br />
Whether it was just for shelter or some unknown<br />
intangible attraction, I lingered. Outside, the rain was not<br />
departing, retaining me within the learned refuge. I pulled<br />
one of the dusty volumes down and began to read.<br />
That the was beginning of a pure, unquenchable<br />
desire to know. Over time, I consistently visited the place,<br />
gaining pleasure by just browsing. <strong>The</strong> books emitted a<br />
musty perfume that cast me into a trance: time was relative<br />
to me no longer, only the words. Fortunately, the store<br />
wasn’t very conspicuous. Visitors rarely came, as if the<br />
public regarded it as antediluvian—possessing ideas with<br />
no modern application. I was a submarine surveying its<br />
oceanic depths, discovering literary wealth the further I<br />
sank. To not read now would be to deprive myself of cognitive<br />
nourishment. You are what you read, so be sure to<br />
chew carefully.<br />
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