Leaves fell on this wet autumn morn, and the library was in a festive mood. A large number of new books had been brought in, mostly by queer authors. To say that the new wing would be focused on gender would be something of an understatement; it would catch the general drift, but not convey the magnitude of the tornado about to hit the readership. There was a theme, and there was a lot of it.
Detractors called it the gay wing; the bureaucracy had a far less inspiring name in mind. But one sneaky librarian had gone the extra length of acquiring a plus-sized copy of the Gay Science, to be featured prominently at the fore on this opening day.
A gay morn, indeed.