Abandon all hope...

free wifi was a mistake

>>8635885
there's a middle-aged man always on the computers at ours. he watches recorded mass services and then trawls Facebook looking at girls pics

alright might as well ask here, but how do people 'spend all day in libraries'? like all you gotta do is pick a book out and go home for at least a few days to read it. you don't sit and read in a library...

>>8635954
>alright might as well ask here, but how do people 'spend all day in libraries'?

they don't exit until nightfall.

>>8635954
You do if it's a rare book they won't allow to get outside.

My library isn't really sketchy at all, but the selection really isn't that great.

The small PNW city I live in is suffering from a plague of heroin hobos. At any one time the library has half a dozen of these reeking feral humans ensconced, charging mobile devices or having phone conversations. The front entrance is swarmed by panhandlers and the rear parking garage is littered with tents and human waste.

The library itself is a handsome Art Deco building at the top of a hill with a patio off the back overlooking the harbor. I would love to go read there on a weekend afternoon but I am unwilling to share space with these uncouth wastrels.

Liberalism was a mistake.

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>>8635873
My library is flat, made from burnt-orange bricks, and has a lot of triangular peaks on its roof. There's a garden out front with tangles of ivy and moss, and a surprisingly tasteful signpost which points to Neverland, Asgard and the Shire (actually the parking lot, the main entrance, and the bins). It's only slightly larger than the bank, though infinitely more important.

All through my childhood it was presided over by a very nice, very old man called Cooper, who invariably wore a plaid flannel shirt and used to recommend me strange and non-age-appropriate things like Toilers of the Sea and treatises on alchemy. It hasn't been quite the same since he passed, but they still cater to their younger patrons - last Halloween there was a magician who talked about Jack the Ripper, did a trick involving severed fingers, and made three kids run screaming from the room.

The books themselves aren't that great - the big movers seem to be James Patterson, Clive Cussler and those horrible Amish romance novels - but if you ask nicely they can order you pretty much anything within the state system. There's also a lot of audiobooks, and a really clunky ebook-borrowing app that no one actually uses.

There are, of course, a few scruffy hobo types feeding off the Wi-Fi. A few years back we had a dark period where someone kept scrawling rude words on the toilets, and you had to sign in for a key to use them, gas station-style. But usually they just sit in the computer section making smells (though there are one or two patrician hoboes, including a guy who looks like Alan Moore and always has a massive poetry collection with him).

There's also a little shop in the back room, where people donate their old books to raise a bit of cash since the bloody Republican government slashed funding. Just like the main section, it's infested with Cussler and Nora Roberts, but there's a decent classics section in the corner where I've picked up dozens of Penguins for two bucks apiece.

>>8635954
Sometimes the library is quieter than where you live, or you need to pull down and put back a lot of different reference books over the day.

>>8636012
Where in the PNW are you at?
I live in Portland and my local library takes up an entire city block, and is appropriately well-stocked in a wide variety of literature and non-fiction subjects. Feels good man.

Although there are a fair few bums going in and out and people who are only there for Internet, but that just means the interesting sections are less crowded.

>>8635873
LOTS of cute moms, but the librarians are at a loss on how to encourage boys to read, since the press for educating and encouraging girls has taken over. The adult part is swarmed by old people playing bridge and those who use the computers only. Also, homeless people. There is a brand new YA Room that is noxious. Librarians are super competent though.

>>8636012
The major regional town (im in a rural area) has a spectacular neo-classical library that is surrounded by white heroin addicts. Like, they will put on a very nice children's program and their will be drug deals going down in the front. Its awful.

My elitist small town library with a huge tax base would sic the cops on those bastards so fast.

>>8636247
Also as far as selection its mediocre but irrelevant, I use it primarily for my kids and interlibrary loans from region universities.

>>8635954
If you have no home and can string along two or three heroin doses, its quite easy I imagine.

Library is honestly great in my town, but everytime I go, I never see the Joyce books checked out. And also the noise can get quite annoying when people host their study groups there.

A bit too much genre fiction, but still includes stuff like 2666 and JR

Horrible english collection
A decent enough german one
And a decent enough hungarian collection
Most books are old and rugged.
Nobody visits

>>8635873
OP, this library is fucking shit. All the edgy teens loiter about the entrance of it. To be honest, all the libraries in Derry are average but, what do you expect?

I live in Denver. There are probably too many libraries spread throughout the area and the outlying suburbs all within the same system, so few libraries have more than a very small number of actively worthwhile books, and all are pretty much constantly filled with homeless people or other such individuals around whom I have no desire to spend time, but the system is extremely good with interlibrary loans within the system and within some sort of organization between this system and a variety of others spread throughout the area -- Nebraska, other parts of CO, etc.

The library closest to me has what I'm assuming is a head librarian who is primarily interested in extreme avant-garde literature, so the very first shelf when you walk into the library is always filled with his picks, containing Finnegans Wake, David Markson, that german avant-garde guy, that italian avant-garde guy, and other such stuff that is far beyond my tastes at this moment in time. I am glad that they allow him to push that stuff, although I rarely see any of it move off the shelf.

>>8636435
Derry fag too? :0

>>8636072
mate this isn't your diary, cut the fluff

>>8635944
I've heard about a guy like this somehere before

>>8635954
Some libraries are quite comfy. My universities' has cushy armchairs and mid lightning, it'd be wonderful if it weren't for all the people.

>>8635873
Haha Derry library.

I know it well, some heads down there. Emos and louts and retards.

Fucking single mothers think bringing in their screaming children is totally okay. Also nobody reads, they're either there to study or because they can't afford a computer. Fuck libraries desu.

Full of homeless. Smells like pee.

Last time I was there two years ago someone had taken a shit in the sink.

Gorgeous old building with sweeping staircases dark wood and brick.

Very sad desu

>>8635873
My suburb has no library. The closest they have is a bookstore that earns almost all of its revenue from coffee. There are plenty of quality reads, but nearly no one buys anything. It's quite sad.

I was a homeless guy who used the library. AMA

libraries in my city are codeword for secondary daycare

>>8636247
>at a loss for encouraging boys to read

This is very upsetting to me as a parent. I feel like children's librarians used to be this bastions of knowledge about children's literature, and now they just hand out pre-printed forms with a list of books written in the past 50 years.
Also their expectations for how well kids can read are bizarrely low.

At our new branch library, they took out about half the books.
The new larger building has 3/4 of the building dedicated to empty "community rooms", bathrooms, and computers.
The circulation desk area is about the same size as the kids section.

>>8639157
Did you try and pick up the horny librarian?

>>8635954

I write and draw at the library from 10 in the morning (sometimes 11 o'clock, if I didn't sleep well) to 7 PM, every weekday. It has a nice study hall with proper desks and comfortable chairs, and everyone respects the quiet mood.

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>>8637840
You know it sham

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Mine looks pretty cool

>>8639433
I work at an indie bookstore, one of my few joys in life is giving kids great recommendations. I actually read the dang things which helps, kids books also read very quickly so it's not even that much of a commitment. People like that still exist, they are harder to find nowadays though.

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I know this sounds like treason but what's the point of paying for books and librarians if the main purpose of the building is a daycare for adult men and suburban children?

I'd also like to know how looking at porn in public is legal, to me that seems like sexual harassment. In real life the homeless are not poor men simply fallen on hard times but drug addicts and the permanently insane. They're not going to get better and should be locked up in a hospital somewhere or some kind of reservation.

I don't understand the society that makes guns and cigarettes borderline illegal and then lets a herd of people do hard drugs more or less openly downtown.

My patience for deranged women bellowing in the middle of the street is running thin.

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>Went to my local bookstore earlier today
>Nice little place with lots of classics, good prices and wooden floors and stuff
>The ''owner'' is an old woman and since I've bought a lot of books so far from there she gives me discounts
>So earlier today I went there
>Walking around as usual, pick up a few interesting books
>(Pretty much only old people go there)
>(Also French is my natal language, this is relevant)
>Suddenly hear a young girl's voice coming from the entry
>what.jpg
>Somewhat cute asian girl, around my age
>Mfw
>See her walking around, browsing the classics section
>Trying to figure out what's she planning to buy but I can't get too close
>I already have all the books I want and am ready to pay
>Walking around aimlessly trying to figure out a way to talk to her
>Decide to just buy my things
>Owner tells me goodbye, but I say I'll stick around for a little more
>whattodo.laserdisc
>Turn around and see Moby Dick (in English too!)
>Buy that too even though I've already read it
>Mfw I'm running out of ideas and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable
>I notice Stendhal's Le Rouge et le Noir on the same table I found Moby Dick on
>It's much bigger than the version I bought from this very same bookstore a week or two earlier
>Mfw I realize I accidentally bought a study of the book and not the book itself
>Ask the owner if I could trade that one for the one I bought some time ago
>She says she never does this, but for me she will make an exception
>The time spent on these various miraculous events somehow gave enough time to that girl to finish browsing the books she was interested in
>She arrives at the counter just as I have absolutely no longer any reasons to stay there
>I pretend to be interested in the plant in the entry
>She wants to pay debit but the owner only accept cash
>She will be forced to come back tomorrow
>Mfw
>She says she's going to come in the afternoon, aka exactly when I am done with work
>Mfw I have a perfect excuse to come back ( to exchange the stendhals)
>Mfw as we are both leaving the owner says ''good bye you two''

Shit guys. Help me out. What do I do?

>>8636012
kys

>>8640378
>What do I do?
Go there tomorrow and stare at her from behind bookshelves. Spend some more time with the plants.
Attempt to start a conversation by asking her half a question because you rushed through the first part of it in your head. While she's confused, drop your spaghetti and make an excuse to leave, forgetting to buy the book you were holding because you hoped she would ask you about it so you could play out the conversation you imagined while going to sleep the day before.

Alternatively just stare at her and never say anything until she leaves, then go home and question your value as a human being. That's what I'd do.

>>8640378
Talk to her, faggot.

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As a kid, I figured out if i checked books out, and didn't bring them back, they would wait for the value of fines to build up to the supposed value of the book, then they would just make you buy the book. Of course, their pricing was like 30 years off, so I ended up getting a bunch of vintage books, like a first edition library edition of the Hobbit for like three dollars. They kicked me out eventually, but who gives a shit?

Also, as a teenager, a friend of mine worked here, and there was this weird girl I'll call Ugly. Any time my friend would have a party or something, he'd bring Ugly along. Not only was she Ugly, but she was boring as fuck too. One party, Ugly would grab people and read them their horoscopes out of a huge book she had. She read out of my horoscope once that Geminis like having their lungs massaged, and asked if she could massage mine. I laughed it off, but didn't realize she was truly hitting on me. At another party, we were sitting at a table, and she kept hitting my knee with hers. At another one, Ugly got completely shitface, came up to me and started licking and sucking my fingers, and drooling all over my hand, then said we should go to the bathroom. I basically ran away. We were all hammered, so my friend drove us all home, in the car she started crying and demanding why I want nothing to do with her, I ignored her. I barely knew this bitch. When we dropped her off, she started punched herself in the head on her front lawn as we drove away.

Years later, I went to the library and saw her working there. she looked haggard as fuck, like she basically ate and smoked cigarettes for substance, and her one arm was missing below the elbow. I ran the fuck out, haven't been back to the library since.

>>8640378
>What do I do?

try to stay on topic and tell us about your local library

>>8640378
She knows perfectly well you were sperging out just because of her.

>>8640445

Well, to stay on topic, it's a nice place, and there's a cute asian that works there, but she's 10 years older than me.

I see a lot of people using the free wi-fi, most of them are browsing facebook, playing games or looking at girls in bikinis.

>>8640428

>started licking and sucking my fingers, and drooling all over my hand, then said we should go to the bathroom

If I could somehow avoid the drunken mockery of my friends I would have taken her up on the opportunity, if I was in your shoes, that is.

I think our downtown library is getting put in a completely different building soon. It will still be around the downtown area, but they're making some cool new state of the art place for it, and I don't know what they'll do with the old (ugly) building, but it's a shame because the old building is right by a train. There's like 5 floors, the bottom floor is coffee, sitting spots, computer spots, some group tables and apparently a selection of art books (?). Mostly hobos hang out there. Upper levels are usually ok but it's been a while since I used to go there, so who knows. There's also another library, I think a little closer to where I live. It's this small historic memorial building in a little park. Admittedly I never been inside. Also apparently a small library opened recently on the upper levels of an underground train station-building.

>tfw no reason to go to the library now that there's libgen

Unless you're going for some specific event at the library or you can't stop procrastinating at home and need to study or work, what's the point?

>>8640523
Oh yeah, not very important but I was just thinking of the main library layout, there's foreign books on the 5th floor which I think is the only sound reason to go there. Harder to find foreign language ebooks. But for English stuff it's still more convenient to try libgen/etc

>>8635873
>get discover card from Derry central library
>access to magee library granted
>should be way quieter, canny wait
>get there
>reading area is full of loudmouth culchies
>go to second floor to look for somewhere quieter
>find kitchen, fancy a coffee
>open the door
>get on the floor
>everybody walk the dinosaur

5120 Yonge Street, Toronto, ON
M2N 5N9

The one in my town has zero good books in circulation and is generally pretty shitty in terms of location and design. I usually go the the wealthier suburbs next door, which have massive libraries, lots of parking, and cafes nearby. The central library is really cool but filled with homeless people in the winter.

>>8635873
The decent classic lit section was replaced by spanish language romance novels. It's been relegated to a corner in the back with nothing but a few Dickens novels and some copies of Jane Eyre. 5 years ago I could get stuff from Tolstoy to Stendhal to John Kennedy Toole. I have to reserve a book online and get it there.

I go to my city library four or five times a week. They have probably six or seven materials out of the ten I'll look for, but I'm mostly there to read books I stole from Barnes and noble or waste time looking for and at random books that I usually don't really read. The majority of the other patrons are loiterers like myself, but most they keep to the electronic resources to watch porn and play vidya.

Anyways, one day last year I was staring at the Mc- selection, stroking my carrot stick intellect dick with some semi-knowledge about McCarthy and McEwan, moving over for a stinking passerby when I felt a finger draw softly across my thigh. I'm certainly no heterobot, but marinating in all-American Christianity for decades kept my boner hopelessly solid but solidly hopeless. I looked up at my fellow patron, but couldn't return the fervent hold of his gaze as per my closer kinship to social anxiety.

So we both walked away, but I pointed my fiction-browsing trail towards the O & P shelves, where I could survey the curves of seated hobos. There he was, at the corner station, a mullatto perhaps as ugly as his scent. He was whistling loudly in my direction through his stark, cleanly organized teeth. I matched his glance this time, angled my ass towards him, and motioned my head towards the bathroom at the end of the hallway past the shelves.

The man walked past me, and I followed at a leisurely pace and distance. He stopped halfway though, indicating the CLOSED sign the custodians left on the chain restraining the passage. I then spoke to him, asking where he wanted to go.

I know a good elevator, he said. I followed him down to the entry-level, oscillating my position from his elbow direct to some steps behind. We came to the parking garage elevator and took it to the basement. The door held open with tentative patience, and we stood at different corners until they fixed shut again.

Without a slightest hesitation, I took his mouth in mine and massaged the firm cock under his old khakis with my searching grasp. His overall unkempt appearance became less of a maligned perception than a cliff we'd jump off of together. His mouth surely tasted better than mine. His warm hands searched under my pants until he came to my ass, which he squeezed and pulled apart in equal frantic turns. We both mumbled about sexiness in between locking lips.

He pulled my pants down after a minute and swallowed me, alternating between hard vigor and soft sucks. Then he turned me around and spat between my cheeks, rubbing it down onto my hole before guiding his uncut member into me. I hadn't received before then, and haven't /really/ received since then either. I twisted my hips around him though, engaging some distant store of energy, until he came out and I felt warm moistness moving down crotch and thighs.

We both buckled back up and told each other our names. He asked me if he'd see me again, and I told him yeah. Then I walked home in the rain alone. The end.