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  I’m a librarian and I have a confession to make: when I think about the work I do, books aren’t the first thing that comes to mind. I work in a public library (this past December I celebrated my 11th “librarian birthday”) and what I see when I close my eyes on the bus ride home is waves, clusters, and crowds of people.

  By Monique Woroniak     Issue 74, Spring/Summer 2019