Despite today being one of the hottest days on record, I chose inexplicably to spend about an hour on the veranda sipping bourbon and playing my untunable, strings-missing, antique zither, belting out anemic versions of The Who's "Sunrise", Hank III's "Blue Devil" and The Residents' "Sinister Exaggerator" for an audience of squirrels.
I grew up with a zither in the house that looks identical to this. My mom got rid of it many years ago. Probably a long shot, but you didn't happen to find this in or around the Seattle area, did you?
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