Ernesto Rules The World
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The last of them should be gone by now, Ernesto, the custodian, thinks as he turns the key and locks the suburban library’s two giant glass doors. The hollow clicking sound of the door latch in the empty soundless building gives Ernesto solace. At 35, he is in good shape, with an above-average build and slightly extra padding around his midsection.
The modern library is a new addition to the ultra-wealthy New Canaan town. A well-known architect designed the ample building. Once you step inside his creation, you are immediately awestruck. The superstructure’s interior ceiling is 30 feet high. Three floors of balconies surround the open atrium. Each floor contains bookcases. The floors and the walls are made of blond bamboo. An earthy beige wooden staircase dramatically descends from the top floor into the grand room.
Ernesto runs his clumsy fingers through his thick black hair as he admires the skylights. His face is clean-shaven, and he has a tan complexion. His expressive brown eyes make him approachable to strangers. He feels he’s lucky that way and has rarely been rejected in his life so far.
That’s how I’ve been able to get away with it for so long, Ernesto chuckles.
He sits down at the long table in the center of the room and unfolds the comic book he carries in the…
