The universe (which others call the Library) is composed of an indefinite and perhaps infinite number of hexagonal galleries, with vast air shafts between, surrounded by very low railings. From any of the hexagons one can see, interminably, the upper and lower floors.
Jorge Luis Borges in The Garden of Forking Paths, The Library of Babel (1941), translated by James E. Irby
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