“MISSING?”
“Yes.”
When I dropped off my turntable at In Living Stereo for repair, six months had passed since the late-night tonearm cable-splitting calamity. I had totally forgotten the extent of damage committed to my Rega P1. To my memory, only a pin had to be resoddered to the cable, as I had told Steve when I dropped it off.
“Lemme see what I can do with it,” Steve put me on hold for a week.
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