Typewriters have always been a part of my life. For example, the first typewriter I encountered was my grandmothers old Swedish Halda. It was large, heavy and painted in the typical green hammerite colour that was popular in the early 1940´s. It was a really nice machine that had been around for quite a while, and for me as a kid it was a impressive machine with all levers, knobs and shiny parts. After a few years my grandmother decided she did not have any need for the old typewriter any more so she gave the old Halda typewriter to me. Suddenly, 12 year old me was owner to my very first own typewriter.
Today I realize that it was a rather fatal mistake to give a 12 year old kid an machine like that. A 12 year old that owned a screwdriver, ready at his disposal with an interest…
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