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Good morning! :]
More holiday bling!
Look at all that christmas bling!
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THIS IS LIKE ALMOST WALKING DISTANCE WHY DID I NOT KNOW THIS EXISTED?! I’m so going there soon.Ladies and gentlemen, I give you “The Book Loft.” Located in the German Heritage district of Columbus, Ohio, it is the largest independent bookseller in the United States.
32 rooms of books. Long, narrow corridors lined top to bottom with shelves upon shelves of books. So many tiny rooms, winding staircases, and niches that you’d get lost if they didn’t actually have maps posted every ten feet.
This, my friends, is one of the coolest places I’ve ever been to.
We. Are. Going. There.
I don’t know how, or when, but it shall happen.
.. I already spend hours in Chapters looking at books… I would spend days in here. SOMEONE TAKE ME TO OHIO PLEASE
PERFECT PERFECT PERFECT WE ARE FUCKING GOING HERE AND BY WE I MEAN
ANDREW
YOU
TAKE ME HERE!!!!!
DEVEN YOU’VE NEVER BEEN THERE? We can go sometime! It’s just a short bus ride away!
Best. Place. Ever. Sometimes you can find autographed copies of Bone there, as Jeff Smith lives right around the corner.
Lisa said short bus.
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Because, you see, God—whatever anyone chooses to call God—is one’s highest conception of the highest possible. And whoever places his highest conception above his own possibility thinks very little of himself and his life. It’s a rare gift, you know, to feel reverence for your own life and to want the best, the greatest, the highest possible, here, now, for your very own. To imagine a heaven and then not to dream of it, but to demand it.
—Ayn Rand (We The Living)
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