My yellow Wesc headphones are quite possibly my most used object. When I leave the house it’s “keys, phone, bank card, headphones.” I wear them on my daily commute, whenever I’m walking around, and every night at home in bed (because everything sounds better in headphones). I’m a bit torrent away from a Led Zeppelin schooling, an M83 bender, a Digital Underground reunion, a Serge Gainsbourg romp, a David Bowie space ride. My favorite thing is blasting poignant music in public space. Everything becomes so damn heartbreaking. If my apartment caught on fire, I would run out with my headphones.

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