Eternal Disarray and Possible Solutions
I returned to the luthier’s house to pick up my guitar, which he said could be fixed. It didn’t exactly work out that way.
I returned to the luthier’s house to pick up my guitar, which he said could be fixed. It didn’t exactly work out that way.
My mother mentioned her sister’s upcoming visit from the United States. Instantly, I remember that I need new strings for my guitar…