No, not sexy librarians. And not the Downtown club, either.
I’m talking the lustiest of libros, the bustiest of bibliothecas, the holiest of hallowed halls. Anyone else who feels a stirring in the intellectual loins when gazing hungrily at towering stacks of tomes will probably get off on this link.
Former fearless Alibi intern Hillari Straba sent me to the pics a couple days ago, and I’ve been selfishly keeping them to myself. But now, here, I relent, and I’m a better person for it. Enjoy, fellow werd nerds.