First off, I LOVE library's! I grew up reading in the NYPL and Bodleian; matured in the BPL and unfortunately middle aged in lvccld. The lvccld-sigh and sob-especially the Summerlin branch-My local bibliotheca is a vast windowless modern, yet decaying structure that contains very few tomes and not even the faintest whiff of that atheneum aphrodisiac-old paper and wood.
The last book I checked out of there was stuck together with crusty vintage boogers. Being the VERY delicate flower that I am, I was traumatically disgusted by the corpulence of snot on that book and refuse to bring home any books from any library ever again.
I was there to renew my library card and use their online databases. This is not Borges' Library of Babel!