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— Heinrich Heine
Hmm.
My youngest sister, Briana, received a Magnavox boombox for Christmas.
While she was connecting the thin black and red wires, I wondered if she'd someday be listening to her Fallout Boy and Blink-182 CDs through an Arcam Solo. I kind of wish my mom would have consulted me before buying her a boombox. I mean, what good am I if I can't make some recommendations on audio equipment? If we couldn't have sprung for a…
It's now officially dead—let's see how long it will take for it to lie down.
I returned JA's smile with a blush. "Yeah," I admitted. "I mean, I've been attracted to lots of different speakers for awhile now. But I really love the DeVores."
JA's eyes glowed with a kind of knowledge. Or was it a kind of happiness? Or was it some sort of appreciation of my innocence?
JA's eyes glowed with something like that. "It's okay to love more than one pair of speakers," he explained. "Speakers aren't like women."