Blimey! Someone took it.

The Fountainhead - Leonard Peikoff, Ayn Rand

There is always a small pile of books in the women's changing room at my gym. People seem to work on an informal swap system and the books change regularly. They tend to be a mix of headless Tudor women and shirtless Scottish dudes. But there is also a copy of The Fountainhead, which has been there since I joined the gym. Shirtless dudes come and go, but Ayn Rand has remained on the shelf. Until tonight. Tonight I noticed The Fountainhead has disappeared. I wonder how long it will be before it is returned.