The next bridge that Eola road crosses over goes over a large train yard. An engine is currently pushing along about a hundred cars. They're about the size of the big trucks, not the small cars. Some of them are boxy. Some of them are rounded. Some of them are open top with huge piles of coal in them. It's gone by the time she finishes crossing.
Not so long after that is a row of what seems like more normal shops- A bunch of different pubs and restaurants, mostly, but also a 'nail spa', a barber, a book store, and a Radio Shack. They're all in one long row of brick facades, with a sizable parking lot out front. There's another truck here, this one is COCA COLA, and a guy is unloading a bunch of drinks from it for the pizza place.
Soon after that the road changes to a two-lane affair without any proper sidewalks, just a strip of dirt and grass. Over a short hill for much of this stretch is a neighborhood of houses. Each house is big, and has its own large yard that they mostly don't seem to be doing much with. Some of them have fences, or playgrounds, or patios, or a single lonely tree. She passes a barbecue cookout where loud music is playing and a bunch of people are talking, dancing, and drinking.
And finally, here's the library! It's actually a whole 'community center'. There are sports courts and multipurpose rooms of various kinds around, too, and a sign pointing the way to a park trail.
The library is at the far end. It's humble as Earth libraries go, but past the reception desk and open area at the front, there are twelve long rows of bookshelves on two separate sides on the ground floor, and a wide set of stairs up to a second floor where about twice that many bookshelves are located. Signs helpfully point out that the first floor is mostly CHILDREN and FICTION, while NON-FICTION is upstairs.