I discovered the library when I was in 1st grade after the school asked us to contribute books to bulk up their shelves in a make-shift room. You’ll kind of have this inkling that this space is a temporary refuge for the titles because of the rough finish of the floors and the unpainted walls. The librarian tried to enliven things up with letter cut-outs from cardboard and colored paper, but you can’t help but feel that the 5 tier shelves were swallowed by all this grayness.







