Outside the Spectrum

I found this in a used book shop today. It’s outside of my book photographs and outside of anything else really. I just thought it was interesting. I see that it was checked out the day before I was born (Feb. 11). This library card information was, to me, the most fascinating part of this particular book. It gives it an actual life that it has lived. That is the singular most interesting thing about books, or any object. To give it a location and movement at one particular time of its existence.