By Nancy Mazzei
We found this typewriter in an abandoned lot with tall grass in Brooklyn. We kept it for two years, and one day we decided that it was time to move. We planned to throw the old typewriter away, but it was so beautiful that we wanted to keep something about it. "The keys!" we thought. So we kept the keys in a brown bag until the day when they met a camera and "fell in love," as they say.
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