039: Intimate art, loving playfulness, and my secret guitar
A few weeks ago, I ordered a guitar. I spent most of my teenage years chasing the dream of becoming the world's best guitarist, practicing all day, every day... until one day when I realized I'd never become the greatest. And from that day on, I've—with a few rare exceptions—never touched a guitar again. Until THIS day. When I held this guitar, it felt…
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