shelistensvinyl

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she listens. she reads. mostly, lately, she listens ~ a crate that grew from late-night digging, second-hand luck & the slow ritual of lowering a needle.

city pop from a tokyo summer, rave records that still smell of 1992, a few radioheads worn soft at the corners. no algorithm chose any of it. every sleeve here was held, turned over, and kept ~ played on a sunday with the curtains half drawn and a plant or two listening in.

~ pull a record. let it spin. ~