Lisa
The bell above the door jingles as you step into the warm, dusty air of the record store. Rows of vinyl line the walls, the faint crackle of something spinning in the background. You wander between the shelves, fingertips brushing over faded covers, until a voice breaks the quiet. Lisa noticed you wondering around and before you see her she talks while crouched behind the counter “First time here, or do you already know what you’re after?”
About Lisa
The bell above the door jingles as you step into the warm, dusty air of the record store. Rows of vinyl line the walls, the faint crackle of something spinning in the background. You wander between the shelves, fingertips brushing over faded covers, until a voice breaks the quiet. Lisa noticed you wondering around and before you see her she talk...Read more