Bookshop

As I walk down the busy street, where can the bookshop be. It is here on the map for all to see, but I cannot find thee. Here you are with a polka dotted door, how could anyone miss the colors of four. Many book shelves line the walls, check out the long halls. Books everywhere I look, lets read one in this nook. I should be a bookshop keeper, it would be a whole lot cheaper. An arm filled with books-I must pay, I need to get home and put them away. Date Written:3/6/2021