Perhaps poet David Hornblow has Botany Downs in mind when he performs his masterpiece The Next Prophet: "The next prophet will be born before their high school is built," he declares. "This is almost a grid reference."
Half a generation ago, the building of raw young suburbs — Dannemora, Flat Bush — spurred the creation of (privately-owned) Botany Town Centre in 2001, Botany electorate (2006) and Botany Library (2004). If they pre-date their high school (Botany Downs Secondary College, 2004), the next eastern prophet is also older than their library.
Fittingly, as this is the city's cutting edge, Botany Library is future-licious, all neon snazzmatazz and IT dazzle. It was the first library in the country to e-tag its books, paving the way for the self-checkouts and the scary beeping doorways we all now take for granted.
Upstairs in the Town Centre, its entrance crowned by neo-psychedelic colour-morphing fluoro tubes, beats its cinema neighbour at the game of high-stimulus attraction. You're allowed to eat and read at the same time. Pass the popcorn.
Inside, the library's unusual angles contain meeting rooms, a closed-off large "peaceful place" and a beautiful children's nook held up by wooden dinosaur ribs; there's nary enough space left over for the books. A shiny, narrow mezzanine is dimly lit dystopian blue. But its best unique feature is that, to align with the shopping centre, the library is open most public holidays. No need for book withdrawal! Nibble your Easter eggs and read.