When my pc was in the repair shop, I found myself thinking of my old typewriter. It was an Underwood in a nice shade of blue. I had a frustrating time using it as the keys always got stuck together. When I at last switched to a computer, everything was so easy - no more dirty carbon paper or correcting fluid. I gave away my Underwood many years ago; it was a dear little thing that tried its best to serve me but had to make way for modern technology.
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
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