Short Story Mixtape

I remember sitting on the mauve carpet of my bedroom in front of my boombox, patiently waiting  with one finger poised above the tape deck’s red RECORD button. As soon as the radio DJ finished their boring spiel and “my song” came on, I jammed that sucker down and silently congratulated myself on yet another…
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