Do I spy non-book items on these shelves? Blasphemy! Take your ephemera and objet d'art and scram!
This is one doorway I'd avoid during an earthquake. Book corners don't mess around when it comes to your skull.
Oh this is so embarrassing. The architect must be so red-faced right now.
Every night it's like a flock of fairies sing me to sleep. Ahhhh, soothing.
My vertigo! My brain! I can't comprehend!
All that pretty string is just asking for my cats to climb it and get stranded ten feet off the floor.
Taking communal living a little too far.
You're gonna singe your leather couch there with your ultra-realistic, I-totally-believe-it's-there fireplace.