Stephie Lynn's Two Cents

This bookstore was the most inspiring and remarkable one I’ve ever been in. Even just the atmosphere, right when you put your first foot in the door. There were books that were piled so high that they reached your shoulders. So many different wooden, crooked shelves and bookcases that they were kept on. It just gave the illusion that the place was taller than it really was. The walls, that you could barely see because of the amount of books covering them, were painted with so many colors and faces, different phrases. The music that played just gave it a sense of peace, calmness. Even the bookstore keeper had a chill air about her.

But, now, to the books—which makes this place even more astounding. They had books over 200 years old in this place—I automatically gravitated over towards that section. I bought Uncle Tom’s Cabin from 1890 for 12 dollars. No one will be allowed to borrow that. They had older books on politics, even books that were in Latin! They had an amazing art section as well. Monet, Renoir, Degas, Van Gogh, Picasso, Da Vinci, Cezanne, Michelangelo, Warhol, etc. It was so disorganized you could barely tell they had sections, but it was so magnificent! Don’t get me wrong, there were up-to-date books too. I just didn’t find them as interesting. The older books, to see peoples’ different view-points is what interests me. Amazing.
I could have spent a life time in that place, if only my parents didn’t shoo me out. I’m definitely going to go back when I’m near Buffalo. Pfft-I’d drive to buffalo JUST to go to this little bookstore. Is that crazy?