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Randee Dawn with cassettes
Jackson Heights, NY
I keep most of my lesser-used tapes in an old steamer trunk my mom took to college, which I've now appropriated. They've all been transferred to MP3s, so they're sort of vestigial at this point, but I don't know how to do without them. Thanks to the trunk, they all smell like mothballs. I also have a significant collection of mix tapes that haven't seen the light of day in ages.