ink and marker illustration of the inside of a walkman.

How many times have you taken something apart for the shear joy of discovery. That was me, add in a sense of dread, on this day. It started after school, walking home and head bopping. The music in my headphones warped, it was the tape innocently wrapped itself into the pulleys. My shock and lack of understanding where on full display as I heard the never to be forgotten crinkling sound. Panic, pull the plug and pray. Later at home, doom and gloom clouding my vision, I summoned years of watching my mom tune and repair her sewing machines.

On that occasion I was able to save my Run DMC tape and forever fell in love with the gears and bit of wire that magical do their job.

Duel, done.

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