We're packing up my mother's house to move her to Montreal. I'm finding joy scattered throughout her basement.
- My father's typewriter (deceased)
- A nugget of fool's gold
- A box full of Polaroids my brother (deceased) took while bored, drunk, and/or inspired
- The album I loved that I thought he'd sold
- Several books to learn German
- A note from my cousin (deceased, age 36) to tell me about the Smiths and his turntable
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