After a nice time inside playing with everything available, and eating delicious cakes, we set out to visit the local children's library.
Again, a little gem hidden between concrete non-descipt walls, sitting in the middle of what looks like a typical in-between-quadra no-man's-land.

After the metal-bars door is pushed, we walked into a great space filled with books. It feels like a prefect hideout for the end of our afternoons.
And then while I was contemplating my kids emptying the shelves with their typical grace, I discovered that the ceiling is pierced by a number of fairly large openings, under which are standing planters and plants. I stood there, in amazement. How can a library, of all buildings, be left open to elements like this? Rain, wind, insects, dust, dried leaves falling from the surrounding trees?
Looks like nobody else than me seem to think it is surprising!

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