Ruth Ann

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Thus, to the Central Library. Within its vast, dimly lit maze lay the collected knowledge of the ages—the apex of human civilization, from a time before “the horrors.” The reference room was suitably majestic, like a cathedral or a medieval dining hall. Iron chandeliers hung on black chains above the rows of tables, where students and scholars were earnestly reading and scribbling.
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No computers.
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