The only cost is $0.05 per page. Well, perhaps not really, but someone has to make a payment for the lights to run, the escalator to take me to the second floor, and for the water to flush the urine down the toilet. The restroom was the first thing I used upon arriving, knowing it’d be a long visit and to be sure to empty my tank before filling it with the lush environment of books, all filling the air with it’s wood glue smell. Like a forest, but instead with processed trees, I’m still loving the sensation of being in an imaginary wilderness. After-all, isn’t this what these books offer? I stopped by the “addiction” section to get a fix before running over to the fitness area where sculpted bodies lie on front covers. Maybe I don’t want to work thaaaat hard? Hahaha.
I “tried” to find capoeira books but wasn’t able to locate the pretty receptionist whom I perceive… Oh god, she’s right in front of me! And there is a dance section! Aweeesome!
