I don’t know where you live, what you’ve studied or what’s your occupation, but if you identify as a woman, I am willing to bet my books on the fact that some part of you, however tiny, has dreamt of having a artsy-cutesy bookstore, down a cobbled street.
Somewhere like this
With Books, Caffeine and Cats
And the book store is not just for silent contemplation, but for kindred spirits who would be up for an impromptu storytelling session, or a book reading master class.
The Book store needs to have everything, needs to be everything for people looking for a place to belong.
Fingers in symphony 