‘It is a magazine museum. It is a liminal labyrinth. It is ‘The World’s Largest Lobby,’ a title it shares contentiously with a venue in Germany which claims to win by volume (stateside, we win by acreage). One could fill a book with trivia regarding the sheer excess of ‘The WLL.’ It utilizes an amount of electricity that could power a small town toward playing quiet jazz and running an A/C unit just below the level of comfort. It holds the record for the most copies of a single magazine issue in the world: a 1991 copy of ‘Highlights,’ of which at least a thousand have been found. It provides more free water and trashes more plastic cups than the restaurant industry of Wyoming. These facts and more are included in a coffee table book about ‘The WLL,’ several copies of which can be found inside ‘The WLL’ and are, strangely, pictured in images collected in the book though only one edition was ever published.
People get lost in ‘The WLL,’ or, more accurately: people disappear in ‘The WLL.’ The intention of these people is not clear. Some say they run and some suggest it amounts to much the same thing.
As of this writing, one wing of ‘The WLL’ is off limits due to a recent fire (arson). A single body was discovered among the wreckage, unidentifiable, which has driven a lot of people to worry about their personal missing. The body has since been lost. Or, more accurately, it has disappeared. The intention of the people handling the body is not clear.
Some say it’s run, and that’s not the same thing at all.’
-an excerpt, Autumn by the Wayside
