Well, this bad thing happened at the NYPL in Greenpernt (phonetic spelling, natch).
But even better, this fun thing happened at the one with the lions out front. Why couldn't this have been when I was stocking up on Murders She Wrote?
Really to me, it looks like the bed bug people are chasing after a Klansman, but I guess it's all in the eye of the beholder. Rebecca, I looked for you in the background but you must have been in the rare book archives reading Pearl Bailey.
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