LETTERS
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Love the magazine and have for a number of years. If my wife gets the mail and the latest issue is there, she snarkily tells me, “Your porn arrived.” It immediately makes me happy.
Here’s one other thing that makes me happy: I don’t have to fret over whether my speakers are toed in to that last quarter of an inch or if my wires are run so as to remove any chance of stray radio-frequency interference. My system is modest, especially compared to those of your reviewers and many of your readers, costing in the range of $15,000, give or take.
Does mine sound just as much enjoyment, with a fraction of the fuss, whether it’s streaming a Mendelssohn organ sonata or spinning a Pink Floyd SACD or Drive-By Truckers LP.
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