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First time I clapped a pair of Sony Walkman headphones onto my ears I thought, ‘This is the greatest invention ever!’ Ah, the Eighties. For the next decade I was never without my beloved Walkman. And extra batteries, and two cassettes.

Now that I think about it, my beloved Walkman was not the same unit my parents bought me in senior year high school. That one was stolen from the office of the school paper at Pisay. We all had a good idea who did it, but the perp never confessed nor did he return it. Whatever ill luck has befallen that perp since high school may be traced to this nefarious crime. The Walkman had been left in Clomski’s charge so he accepted responsibility and replaced it with the exact same model, the first edition from Sony. That is why he’s now the CFO of a giant multinational.

My ancient, heavy, metal Walkman is still alive. It has played countless hours of music and eaten up miles of tape. It just needs to have a couple of parts replaced but I’m sure it’ll still work.

Dorski sent me this hilarious review of the 30-year-old Walkman by a 13-year old kid. It took him three days to figure out that a cassette has two sides. Love his manual random shuffle method.