I finally saw a record player i wanted but it was at least 50 years old and the price range was not an option or something to think twice about. But when the uncle tested it and as the needle touched the black vinyl, i couldn't help but to have this feeling of really wanting something although repairing a few decade old music box is definitely not my forte. So i went across the street and spent my sadness on buying flowers instead.
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