This is Pegasus Books in Wellington. I took these pictures because I wanted to remember how it feels. The first thing I notice is how incredibly quiet it is. It's a big quiet; it envelopes you. It's not just a lack of music; I am unaware of even the other customers. I realise later, it must be the books. Every wall and a lot of the floor is lined with books.
It is a reassuring feeling. This labyrinth of books, books to the ceiling with ladders, books overflowing and stacked on the floor. Knicknacks stuck in everywhere, too, often in theme with the books, just as often random. Old saggy ottomans and chairs wedged into corners. Hand written signs everywhere. It's not the only second hand book store left in Wellington, but it's the only one that feels like this.
