The Music Shop

Photo by Ernesto Carrazana on Unsplash

A tiny instrument repair shop sits along a suburban road in Anytown, USA. Its owner sits inside, gazing out the large single-pane front window, watching the cars go by, the drivers unaware of the stories that lie within.

It has been open for business for close to fifty years — the vast majority of the man’s lifetime. The specialty equipment used to fix band instruments was bought decades ago. It sits idly by, oxidizing, drying…

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Christopher Robin

Christopher Robin

Yes, that's my real name. Yes, I’m in therapy. No, that's not why. Editor for Suite 1984, newly sober, definitely weird.

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