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Did a little impulse buying on ebay and got a 1939 Royal KMM typewriter. (A typewriter is a thing like a computer that makes marks on a paper for each letter. =that's for you John Dorsey.)
Ever since the last levyfest where a bunch of us were in Mac's basement making a mini mimeograph revolution, I realized how much I miss the feel and visceral part of typing. Poetry is more than words on a page. It's an experience.
This baby has a sweet action on the keys and that typewriter-musty-smell that can only come from ink, dust, and oil. It needs a good cleaning and that should ease the carriage motion a bit and regain that snappy return and linefeed.
After the cleaning I might try this hack so I still can easily get electronic versions w/o scanning and OCR.
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