A narrow stairway leading off the bustling midday hutong takes you to a myrtle green colored room filled with faint incense scents interspersed with languid chirping of little creatures hiding away from the heat.

Low table in the middle has a memo that says Vasilii Kolobkov a.k.a. polezaivsani to be back shortly and inviting you to avail oneself to an odd assortment of programs scattered on the shelves among other books. Below there is an email address with a PGP key 0xFF3C7272972E83A5 in small type followed by a fediverse handle and an inscrutable list of IRC networks.

Postscriptum promises tea to be served daily in the after hours.

Skimming through the shelves you notice:

Peculiar papers: