"I parked myself in Murky VA, my lackluster de facto “third place,” and opened up iTunes. Before I hopped on Bassdrive or another streaming station I had a look at the sole shared iTunes music library in a sea of PowerBooks: maria’s music. I browsed. What a f***ing music collection. Not in size, not that many albums really. But content-wise, things I’ve not seen outside of, well, my collection..."Biz just commented that Apple needs to build rendezvous chatting directly into iTunes...
"It had to belong to the girl with dark hair by the counter. I saw her when I got my coffee. Took note, lovely. Her. Her?"
"Nonetheless, I shared my empty library out under the name maria i sweat your music collection <3..."
"A conversation began, conducted solely by library title, and it continued for the next couple of hours..."