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With a turn of the heavy iron key, the large doors of the lost library creaked open, to reveal books of every size, unread for years, still stacked neatly upon ceiling tall shelves.
"Ahh... old books... love the smell. I could spend hours in a corner with my nose in one. The older the better."
"Oh? What vintage genres do you normally read?"
"Read? Naw, the mold gets me high. Isn't that why most folks collect old books? For sniffin'?"
