I’m not sure that five days before Opening Night is the ideal time for Wilson to dismantle his juke box.
With Nërp’s and Antony’s help he’s trying to modify the mechanism to take his Peter Dawson 78s, because for some reason he thinks they’re the ideal accompaniment to fine dining.
I fear he may have bitten off more than he can chew this time – I just hope he can get the juke box reassembled and working again by the time he has to return it, or he’ll have to forfeit the deposit…
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