It's well after 3:00 in the morning, and while the front door of the store is locked for security purposes (gotta keep the drunks out), I'm still open for business.
I hate to use the word "desperate" here, but please, folks, I'm nearing that point of desperation. I'm stacked from floor to ceiling with unsold inventory, half of which is the typewriters from the now-closed Chesterton location. I haven't made a sale in months, and my complete lack of even "casual browsers" to the store makes me wonder if the street out front hasn't been closed off for some reason.
So again, if you need a new typewriter, please please please come in and buy one from me. Just knock loudly on the door, as I might be sleeping in the back room.
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