A Vinyl Wonderland
Cynthia Ann Kazandjian

Boy, this takes me back. It was the height of teenage prestige in those days to store one’s LPs in a wooden Peaches crate. We didn’t have an actual Peaches store anywhere near the small town I grew up in, but I found two of the crates at Good Will and it felt like finding buried treasure. Oh yeah…

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