Well, this is a table filled with inspiration, with both a quick glance and a zoomed in closer perusal you'll see what I mean. My good buddy texted it to me today while he was walking through Greenpoint, Brooklyn. Said it reminded him of me. Old typewriters turn me on! I got a small collection of three. I type little impromptu haikus when I entertain guests at my abode. A recent one went like this: I bought tonight's meal/last minute from Trader Joes/but said I cooked it. I also collect old clapboard suitcases. Recently at a steampunk art gallery opening, a cool burning man, side show DJ spun records from inside such luggage and a vintage pin-up girl swung from a rope swing in the middle of the proceedings. I'm thumb-typing this blog entry from my galaxy transponder (my iPhone), but if I could post it from an old typewriter, I most certainly would
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