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What an odd item; a miniature bike fully functional. Says Zimbalast Smith on it:
Who would have known; busiest time of year and I'm getting out to Boston.
Harrison Ave.
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For some ungodly reason, finding a parking spot here is like winning the lottery. I would have had a spot almost immediately if it wasn't for some ignorant asshole. I'm waiting for him to pull out of the spot with my blinker on while he sits in his running car and simultaneously eats a banana, talks on the phone, drinks water and jots things on paper, totally ignoring my beeping. Somehow, someway I get a spot.
I was psyched to find this record, Gustav Holst's The Planets is one of my favorites:
Harrison Ave Outlet
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More vinyl. From left: Rolling Stones Out of Our Heads, Jimi Hendrix The Cry of Love, Jimi Hendrix Axis: Bold as Love (with the plastic still on the cover), and these two weird ones: Sound effects vol. 5 and vol. 2. Vol 5 consists of industrial and household sounds and vol. 2 contains sounds from animals/ insects/ birds:
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