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At the sight of two moth-eaten boxes of records at the thrift store, her mind back-wheeled to the afternoon conversation she shared in the previous day at work about Alex Steinweiss (creator of the album cover). She thought to herself, “Kevin said he always looks through every record whenever he sees a pile. By golly, I won’t just casually flip through the pile this time!” Normally disheartened by repeat occurrences of Olivia Newton-John or Hall and Oates albums of varying condition, Gina usually just gave up pretty quickly. And even this time she almost did because her arms were full of other items she didn’t want the salty-smelling, pear-shaped lady beside her to think were discards.

So, with one hand weighed down by treasures, she took on a difficult task, flipping through with her right hand (this being extra difficult, for she was a lefty). Some were upside down or backwards. Others were stuck together for no reason other than that they had been next to each other, neglected for too many years. This time she even made sure that if she didn’t get a good look at two stuck together that she took the time to look again. It seemed that she was finally learning a very important lesson about thrifting. Much to her surprise, she found a stunning green, yellow and black classical record from the early 50s. It was as if she “quantum-leaped” into Charlie Bucket the second after he found the golden ticket. Elated, she pressed on with her commitment to look further until no cover was unturned. The extra effort paid off. She went on to find a classic Walt Disney album from 1962 with the familiar yellow and black label of which called to mind fond memories of all the Disney records she used to listen to when she was a little girl.

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Success was twofold! She mentally patted herself on the back and headed for the cashier. $1.98 was the price of victory.

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