Lowell Library

I recently visited: Pollard Memorial Library located in Lowell Ma. A beautiful library. Historical and with plenty to offer. My sister and I roamed about the place for about an hour. We took some pictures and looked through some books. If you're ever in the area, go visit  this book heaven.

 Check out their website: http://www.pollardml.org/



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