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The Library

A quiet place full of calm people working, playing chess studying. There is something so securing about this place. not a sound but the rustle of pages and the short sweet whisper every now and again. Why is it a building full of strangers and books can feel so much like home... so comforting?
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Feb 16, 2012
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books library sweet whispers

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