In the library, there are books and there is light. The light spans the full spectrum of brightness and shadows. As you walk under the windowed ceilings and through the stairways wrapped with stained-glass, you are flooded with light of all different shapes and colors.
White marble steps guide you to the top floor where you can browse jammed shelves of Motown records and sheet music.
There is a secret in these shelves, and it’s not for me to know, a visitor from out of town.
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