Friday, April 4, 2025

 Tap, tap, tap, ding, slap

tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, ding, slap -

         typewriter’s return!

 

We were at JJ Brinski's  poetry reading last night at The Pete.  He uses a typewriter to write poems on the spot.  Brought back memories.

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