I stumbled across this quaint bookstore today, and as I was looking through a stack of books, the peaceful ambience of the store was suddenly shattered by the sound of the guy at the desk screaming "DON'T TOUCH THOSE BOOKS! THOSE BOOKS AREN'T ON SHELVES! Well then why are they stacked up here with no indication that they're off limits? And as for shelves, why aren't you offering for sale the books that are displayed, God forbid, on a table nearby? This guy is lucky to have any customers (I was there for a good a half-hour and no one else came in) and yet he chooses to scream at the only one in the store? I scampered out feeling humiliated and shamed, but I later realized that it was his behavior that was shameful. Oh, and the books are way overpriced. And the guy had Christmas music playing. In May? I shall never return to this crazy, unwelcoming place as long as this scary man is inside it.