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NYPL Picture Collection

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Stephen A. Schwarzman Building, Room 100 476 5th Ave., NY, NY 10018 212.340.0878 - picturecollection@nypl.org

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"Come play with us, Danny." Taken on the 4th floor of the Stanley Hotel. The Stanley was the basis for The Overlook in Stephen King's The Shining. #StephenKing #StanleyKubrick #DianeArbus

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"Because," she said as she licked the back of the envelope and sealed it. "I am not going to be one of those persons. The convenience of access makes you happy. You like that you can put fifty books on that stupid little device of yours." She lightly kicked the left front leg of the blue metal mailbox on the street corner. "I don't care if my book doesn't have a back light. eBooks don't have endpapers, and the feel of paper makes me happy." She dropped the letter into the mailbox and turned ...

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"Because," she said as she closed the heavy tome. Bits of dust floated up and danced through the bands of sunlight breaking through between the heavy curtains. "I don't care if you like short story collections or long form journalism. I don't care if you prefer poetry, prose, Proust, or Pushkin, I don't care if you're reading the dust cover of a book or a book so big it's used as a doorstop. I just care that you're reading. Are you a reader?" ❓#FlashFictionNYPL

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"Because," she said as she retrieved the 3rd volume of the 11th edition of Encyclopedia Britannica. "There are two ways to do it. There's the wrong way, and there's the Library Way." 📚 #FlashFictionNYPL

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"Because," she said loudly, as she slammed her fist on the dinner table. There was a momentary pause in the restaurant's activities as diners turned and peered nervously over reading glasses and wine glasses before resuming their own subdued discussions. Her fist opened and her fingertips moved slowly across the dark wooden table. "Because," she repeated softly, as her hand reached his. "eBooks don't have endpapers." ❤️ #FlashFictionNYPL

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"Because," she said as she closed the book, her index finger inside, marking her place. She held the book up. "I appreciate the thought and effort that went into the reading alternative you gave me, and I've been using it. Really. I have. But this book doesn't need batteries and that thing does," she said with a head gesture towards the dead device on the table. "So do me a solid and plug it in. And while you're up bring over that bottle of syrah." #FlashFictionNYPL

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"Because," she said in the room full of books, her hand gracefully arching to the right, like one of those models presenting a new living room set on a game show, "everything we have in these four walls, and under this roof, is everything we'll ever need." And with that she threw his mobile phone out of the open sixth floor window. "And because," she said, "I will not be seen with someone who reads books on a phone. Ebooks don't have endpapers." #FlashFictionNYPL

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I had a dream of a magical place where an endless river flowed, providing knowledge and inspiration to all who drank from its waters. The only requirement for admission into this place was curiosity. I was given a cup upon entering and drank from the cool clear water. Satisfied, I went to return the cup and was told it was mine to keep. When I asked why I was told, "Because you will never drink from the same river twice." 😴💭📚😐💡😃 (beautiful aerial photo of @NYPL by @justin_in_sd) #FlashF...

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"Because," she said as she picked the olive from her brunch cocktail. "I've learned more with my Library card than you have with your credit card. You might be well-traveled, but all you have to show for it is a passport full of stamps. You want a meaningful stamp for your passport? Add this one to your collection. And for goodness sake, give your credit card a rest. Get a Library card" #fakelitquote #FlashFictionNYPL #librariesofinstagram or

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"Because," she said as she placed the LP on the turntable and carefully lowered the needle. "The files on your little mobile music device are compressed. That means they had to get rid of something to make the files smaller. Do you even know what you're missing?" He pulled the cork out of the wine bottle and began to pour. "Say when," he said. "I want to listen to music the way the artist intended," she continued. "Would you go to a museum and look at the art through a filter that removed ce...

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"Because," she said as she looked out over the water towards Manhattan. She squinted her eyes, blurring the lights into fuzzy dots. "The greatest city in the world has the greatest library system in the world, and libraries are for everyone." #FlashFictionNYPL #fakelitquote #nyc

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Her reading selections at the library were based solely on the firm belief that a book's popularity could be determined by the amount of visual data contained on the due date card. #LibraryEphemera #historyofreading #FlashFictionNYPL

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She looked up from her book at the sliver of sunset left of the horizon and reached over to her right to turn on the reading lamp. #LibraryEphemera #FlashFictionNYPL

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She obscured the ground by holding her due date slip out to the horizon line and squinted her eyes so it looked like snow was covering the landscape. The sky was a clear and deep blue and she wondered if winter was finally here. ❄️ #LibraryEphemera #FlashFictionNYPL

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"How will I know it's really you?", he asked. "I'll be wearing the blouse that is the color of the pages from your favorite book," she replied. #SundayStyles #flashfictionNYPL

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He asked her if she liked the book. She thought for a moment and replied, "I'm not a literary critic mind you. I know what I know, and I know what I like, and I can tell you that the endpapers here are absolutely lovely." #endpapers #fakelitquote #reading #FlashFictionNYPL

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"Because," she said, "I think it's amazing that an entire community came together and engaged around a single theme. That should tell you something." They were standing on the street corner waiting for the light to change. She saw a flash of light play on the sidewalk. His thumbs were moving furiously on his device. He stopped and looked up. "What did you say?," he asked. She quickly grabbed the phone out of his hands and pressed the home button. "Siri," she said while looking him in the eye...

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"Because," he said as he handed her the box. It was wrapped with a beautiful attention to detail. The folds were sharp and perfectly creased. The device inside had a protective cover with the aged tactile quality of a much-read leather book. There was a small pocket on the inside in which he placed a vintage piece of paper. She held the device up, as if reading. Her left thumb slowly move up and down against the familiar paper surface. "This one has endpapers." he said, watching for a reacti...

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He sat in the car and watched her through the shop window as she slowly scanned the shelves. She ran the tip of her index finger across the spines, stopping occasionally to pull out a book and look at its cover. He gave the horn two quick taps. She turned and looked back through the window and he raised his wrist and gave two quick taps on his watch to indicate that they were running late. She dismissed him with her hand and her eyes returned to the shelves. She finally decided on one, paid ...

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"Because," she said as she replaced the cap on her fountain pen. "The feel of a well-balanced pen in your hand. The texture of the paper. The smell of the ink. I write letters for the same reasons I read printed books, and a handwritten letter says more than an email." She folded the paper and put it in the envelope. "What about the stamp?" he said. "Why don't you buy those newer self adhesive stamps? Why do you insist on using old postage?" "Haven't you heard a word I've been saying?" she s...

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