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	<title>Comments on: Librophiliac Love Letter</title>
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		<title>By: Tim</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 03:10:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In the 80s our family when skiing in Big Sky, Montana; and one day this anti-social, book-loving teenager shunned the slopes and went to Bozeman, the nearby town, to do some shopping.  There was a book store there in an old clapboard church.  No pews, no altar, just bookshelves and a fireplace and some leather club chairs.  Even the choir loft was full of books.  That&#039;s my fantasy library, and the world would probably be a better place if most churches followed suit.

And further, not sure if you know of it, but Alain Renais made a documentary in the 50s about the national library in Paris.  The doc is called Toute la mémoire du monde.  I&#039;ve never seen it, don&#039;t know where to find a copy, but ask Paul about it.  He&#039;s the one who brought it to my attention.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the 80s our family when skiing in Big Sky, Montana; and one day this anti-social, book-loving teenager shunned the slopes and went to Bozeman, the nearby town, to do some shopping.  There was a book store there in an old clapboard church.  No pews, no altar, just bookshelves and a fireplace and some leather club chairs.  Even the choir loft was full of books.  That&#8217;s my fantasy library, and the world would probably be a better place if most churches followed suit.</p>
<p>And further, not sure if you know of it, but Alain Renais made a documentary in the 50s about the national library in Paris.  The doc is called Toute la mémoire du monde.  I&#8217;ve never seen it, don&#8217;t know where to find a copy, but ask Paul about it.  He&#8217;s the one who brought it to my attention.</p>
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		<title>By: Janine Falcon</title>
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		<dc:creator>Janine Falcon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 22:54:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ll take the pool boy in the library, please. Many, many times if he&#039;s the pool boy I&#039;m imagining...</description>
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