Happiness is a dusty turntable.

7 May, 2009

I was enjoying the Spring sunshine while walking down Clinton Street yesterday, trying to sweep the ickiness of a bad day out of my head. I had my camera in tow and was snapping away at whatever struck my Brooklyn-style fancy.

I happened upon a brownstone’s tiered stoop, on which rested a dusty old turntable.

I promptly picked it up and was suddenly enormously happy to be bringing it home.

my new toy

I still haven’t tested it to know if it works, but to be perfectly honest, I don’t really care.


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