Cold Coffee and Broken Radios
I. The radio went first. It was a Zenith, cabinet made of dark wood, the kind of thing your father buys when he wants to feel like he's still got control of something. I bought it at a garage sale in Duluth three years ago for five dollars. It played WLOL on clear nights and static on the others. That was fine by me. Then the coffee maker went. Black plastic, automatic, the kind that promises...
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