I saw it from a distance, spotlit and turning on a turntable. It was curved and sensuous, with its deep red flanks casting off highlights. I glanced up at the brandname and saw . . . Klipsch.
My bus was early, so I almost missed it. I sprained my ankle on Monday, so I can barely hobble down the aisles. Denver is humid. CEDIA is an A/V show.
Bitch, bitch, bitch.