My mysterious new companion


I suppose I didn’t waste much time.

I bought I guitar yesterday from a very nice woman in Fulham, a little neighborhood just to the south of us. It’s an old vintage acoustic guitar, very different from the one I play back home, and it will serve me just fine over the next few weeks.

The guitar doesn’t have a make, model or serial number. It’s sort of mysterious.

For certain, though, it has character.

The music-maker of mystery


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