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So I didn't drive 3 hours to Vermont and 3 hours back. Instead I drove to a dark alley in the middle of nowhere a bright, sunlit park-n-ride lot in the middle of New Hampshire. We set up the koto with a few bridges in the back of my car so I could hear it, counted out the cash and drove off. If the day hadn't been beautiful and sunny, it would have felt like buying a koto off the back of a van.
Pictures will come. First I need breakfast/lunch.
Oh, and I'll be selling my electric/acoustic guitar to make up both the financial and space hit.
EDIT: also, I successfully webstalked the seller on facebook before hand. Which is a little creepy.
Pictures will come. First I need breakfast/lunch.
Oh, and I'll be selling my electric/acoustic guitar to make up both the financial and space hit.
EDIT: also, I successfully webstalked the seller on facebook before hand. Which is a little creepy.