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Picked up a pretty Smith-Corona at a yard sale, for cheap, brought it home and started pounding out words. It's great, and the clacking is better the Beethoven to the ears. Thing is, it strikes me, the panic, the fear, the realization that I have no idea how I will get more ink for the bloody thing. Does my typewriter have an isotope-like half-life, where it will soon sit in solemn silence, bereft of ink? Or will it be brought back in ribbons of juicy ink, bought at readily available sources? Only time will tell.
Also, especially once the main question above is answered, just gushing about how cool they are. How tactile, yet so like the digital letters we've come to be used to. Like for example, I type a story on my Mac, and print it out. It's not really me printing it out, it's the computer, furthering something I started. Whereas here, with every clack, I further the page, and I further the text. Right in front of me! God, I could worship this machine! |
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