Haunting the library

The name is purely a coincidence, but this actually sounds something like me:

Every day the voices add up. He has difficulty suppressing them. In the shadows, he watches people read. He hides behind a volume. But he’s really watching you. He’s watching you read. The store is quiet in those nooks with the soft chairs. However, Charles’ mind is as loud as a train tunnel, voices boiling out of memory. He’s that guy you see reading quietly in a corner. You have no idea.

Okay, maybe not quite so (potentially) sociopathic. But there’s a dialogue in there somewhere — or maybe just overlapping monologues. Loud as it is, it’s hard to tell.

(Found by Lynn S.)

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