"She walked right up to me and got within my comfort field," Crandall
stammered. "I was taken aback. She pulled out the earbuds on her iPod
and indicated the jack with her eyes."
Warily unplugging his own earbuds, Crandall gingerly plugged them into
the woman's iPod, and was greeted by a rush of techno.
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"She listens to techno and trance and things like that," he said.
"Things I'm completely disconnected from. Stuff I'd never listen to
unless someone is guiding me.... It's interesting. I've probably bought
half a dozen CDs based on what I've heard. It's like finding a new radio
station."
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