It's a near riot at the Tompkins Square library. School has been out for 2 hours and these hooligans have nowhere to loiter but in our branch. Sociality is dead. They stand there - personal bubbles vanquished - and say not a word to one another. We encourage reading, but a buried head too closely resembles the grave for my taste. They look like cattle preparing for slaughter. Maybe the slaughter will be us - the librarians - or maybe this text slaughters their dreams. Who knows!
Reading can be dangerous.
