I've found random books in random places before, and I know that people leaving reading material behind for others to take is nothing new. But that's kind of the point. Libraries (or reasonable facsimiles thereof) just seem to organically generate themselves wherever there are people. For some reason, it was a comforting thing for me to think that the person who put them there thought "These are books. These are special. Someone else will want these." It's a true case of one man's garbage being another man's treasure. Try THAT with e-books!
Also, I'd like to draw your attention to the amusing titles of some of these books. (Well, I found them amusing. You might not. I have a strong and irrational love of bad puns, inherited from my father.)
A Stitch in Crime
Sins and Needles
Anyway, I didn't take the books myself, and they were gone from the mailroom the next morning. I'd like to think that a mystery-loving pun-fan in my building scooped them up and that they weren't just thrown out before someone found a use for them. *cough Mayor Bloomberg cough.*
Happy holidays, everyone, and merry reading.