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all of my records have been collecting dust and the warmth of vynil is conspicuously absent from my life. The record player i bought in december is in pieces on a garage shelf. My attempts to revive it were in vain and every so often it has occured to me that i still don't have one. Right now is one of those moments of awareness. Occasionally i might get another ridiculous 80s album, a dignified disc of classical or even the soundtrack of a long forgotten movie but i'm reluctant to shell out for another turntable. Can you blame me for not wanting to get screwed? It's impossible to find an affordable new one, i havent had a great track record with ebay and the flea market bears its name for a good reason. This predicament has cast a shadow of general sadness and despair over the record player situation.