“The lonely young man listened to the record a couple of times before filing it away in a tin box. The rest of his day was buoyed by the specialness of a secret thing, a thing no one could see, nor guess nor imagine was there. It made the world complicit, and if they looked at him they’d never know, not even by his smile. He could hold onto that when he sat on the bus to college, you know what I mean?
The problem came when he went to the central library to check his find.
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