From a user on another forum,
“We passed by there tonight and peeked in the windows, thinking what a great old bookstore it looked like. Instead, we saw books piled nearly floor to ceiling all through the inside. Some of the piles had already fallen over, and there was no floor space left to even navigate through it.
Strangely, the door next door was piled with more books, and there was a long stairway that led up to what we assumed were living quarters, with piles of books on each step.
Obviously the place is no longer open, but we were wondering if anyone could shed some light on the mystery. The whole thing just struck us as a Twilight Zone episode, complete with a possibly extremely eccentric owner.”