Black Beauty Is Home

I bought this Ibanez black beauty from the pawn shop under my apartment, seventeen years ago. For the last few years, she’d been at my brother’s house. He’d needed an acoustic and I wasn’t playing much anymore, so I let him take her. My brother recently got a brand new acoustic, so he gave mine back to me. I decided not to keep her in the attic. She gets her own place in the living room.