The library wasn't exactly a "library" in the beginning....when I first laid eyes on my house, this room was Uncle Larry's Indoor Shed, replete with the "artifactual" history of farm equipment from the 1900s to about 1965. The rats and squirrels had added their own unique collection to the display as well, and because there was no glass in the window, the room had a certain patina of bird poo which, while fragrant, added very little to the overall charm of the room. Motor oil (and other liquids of dubious origin) were deeply absorbed into the hardwood floors here, and I was assured by the floor-refinishing guys that there was "no way" they could save it. Thankfully, they were wrong....
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