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On the Way to the Library

There is a gate in town to the right of the Presbyterian Church.  Actually, part of it.  An archway passes under the bell tower, into an alleyway, and on through to a community parking lot and beyond.  For a moment, under the tower, you are held in the shadows of a little hut before reemerging into the day.  The Lion’s Gate is in there on your right, always open.  The air teems with imagination in that space.  Teems.