I might have kept that upside-down “PERISHABLE FRESH FRUIT” box because of its sturdiness. And the cassettes. Might still have those, too. That’s a silver double-cassette boom box (Magnavox?) on the far bottom left. That thing rocked. I remember blasting Paganini, Alkan, Pabst, Busoni, and the gratuitous 19th/20th virtuosi, ghetto-style, across the firmament of Main Street, Oberlin, Ohio, USA, 1989 and 1990. That looks like a laptop screen to the left of the b&w television but it is not. I had no computer at home until ~1993, when Allan Bridge and his Apology Line hoisted an Internet-connected PC into my life.