When the two weeks of the borrowed guitar deal ended, a few school friends and I piled into a large gas-guzzling sedan and sped to Arlington, Virginia to National Pawn Shop.
Handing back the borrowed Gibson left a hole in my soul, searing fingertips from playing on steel strings and the affordable twenty-five dollar price tag for a new guitar sent me flying to the Pawn Shop. Good reasons for buying a guitar, right? Have you ever made a hasty purchase? How did it go? Comment below...
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