Every once in awhile I stop by my neighborhood bookstore (The Last Bookstore) and stroll around the aisles. It's always an interesting place, which not only seems to have more and more used and new books every time I go, but art as well. This intriguing item was mounted on the second floor balcony. I have no idea what it's about.
The Last Bookstore, interior (C) 2014
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