Things Reborn, Sunday

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With the convention in town, Ben had to dig out some older records that had been lying around and put them on display. It was stuff way older than anything he tended to listen to. Some of it might have even been older than anything Aunt May would have listened to. He was pretty sure that a couple of the records were hanging onto their basic shape through sheer will instead of disintegrating from age.

Just don't ask him how a record could have will. Ben wasn't one to ask those kinds of questions just in case he might get an answer.