As a total bookworm, let me just say that I adore this place. I'm pretty sure this used to be a residential house or something that they converted into used book heaven. There are two and a half floors of just floor to ceiling stacks and shelves of books. It's decently organized, which I appreciate, but like any used bookstore you also have to do your fair share of digging around. Upstairs is a maze of tiny rooms, each devoted to their own subject. The entire shop has that delightful musty book smell that I have a strange love for. Just walking in and getting a whiff of that and seeing crowded bookshelves everywhere, you know there's some seriously good stuff to be found in here.