Let me just say, I am ashamed of myself.
Ashamed for living in CLE for 5.5 years and not visiting before today.
Ashamed for all those books I ordered on Amazon -- that soulless, yet awfully convenient monolith. Dammit, I should have been here at Loganberry, touching, admiring, SMELLING the books. I should have been basking in the soft twinkle lights and soothing music, curling up on one of their many chairs or couches with a tattered pillow. I should have been studying the beautiful oriental rugs that line section after section.
What is wrong with me????????? This place was MEANT FOR ME. I could spend all day in here. A stellar representation of beauty and creativity.