It’s no secret that I like old things. But I’m not an indiscriminate lover of antiquity or junk. I like old things I can use with a little effort and no electricity. I keep some of these objects in my kitchen, mixed in with newer ones that, aside from their relative youth, fit the same mechanical and aesthetic bill. Form. Function. And, for me, beauty.
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