Book haunts

This is the short list I give friends who say “I want to see *your* Dublin” and then regret asking when I start ranking shelves. It’s a mix of big institutions, quiet second‑hand troves and one or two places where you will absolutely lose an afternoon and miss your bus (speaking from experience, several times over). Nothing exhaustive. Just the spots I actually end up in when there’s a spare hour between work, a match and pretending not to start another series rewatch.