"The slow riff of The Doors' “You're Lost, Little Girl” trickled through the cinderblock basement. The Strange Days album spun on Eric's turntable, the right door left open to reveal his cautiously-crafted selection. An array of colors and bands, all organized into what Eric considered his "most prized possession." A music man above all else, you sort of admired how much he cared for the craft of careful listening."
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