Where do I begin? It's true when I said I am a student of the guitar, i meant it.
i love my guitar, it's definitely brought me a lot of joy. I was needing an outlet, but one didn't exist. And then it came to me in a dream. Guitar.
When I was about sixteen I got my first guitar, it was an Arbor, Gibson style Explorer; boy did I love that guitar! I would spend hours at home alone with it, learning about how it works, the nuances, the different levels of pressure to apply, customizing alternative methods of strap options, discovering...seduction. But then a horrible sequence of events occurred.
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