I love the way a typewriter's keys press the type into a page and the clattering sound it makes in the process. And then there is a carbon-like smell that comes from within that may come from the ribbon that allows words to appear on a piece of paper.
This Olivetti number sat in a window for Selima Optique at Bond 07 just a few blocks away, showing off the French brand's eyewear as the machine appears to spew out pages of type.
Any time I've seen one of these technological relics from the past sitting in a room and filled with paper, you can bet that someone has fiddled with the keys and left a message. I know I certainly would!
Always Frugal, Always Fabulous,
The Elegant Thrifter