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Ah, the old stuff. The very sight of it fills me with a joy I can't fully explain. Perhaps I'm unsettled by the steady advance of slick googlaplexes across the American landscape. Or perhaps I just like the idea of a giant marquee populated by vintage light bulbs. Either way, the old stuff just gets me. And probably always will.

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The Old Stuff
February 2006