hisham
texted to say he was selling
records at seattle center, so i
detoured from my usual route to weekly
jam to say hi, paid $3 entry fee, got
there just in time for this impromptu
reunion with supercollector karl, 78 meister
millis,
sublime
impresario hisham, not-jesse (unwitting body
double for real-jesse,
who arrived moments later), and uber-scenester
javier. i'm in the downsizing phase of
my collecting
lifecycle, happily escaped without even
browsing much, wary of inviting temptation.
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