Låter ju lite märkligt med ekonomiska problem, borde man inte ha hyggliga marginaler om man köper ett par Komri?

Skiljsmässa kanske?

Valuable real estate in my home is being consumed with audio gear. Real estate, which my wife contends, would be better suited for her Yankee Candle collection (12 cases of Brighton Beet which we got on sale); her late Aunt Millie's massive doiley collection from the old country; and, my personal favorite, the too-many-to-count boxes that contain the "Christmas Village." A collection of miniature homes strategically placed around our house to conjure up images of 19th century England during the holidays. But it's not really a tiny village in our home, but more like a 21st century ceramic metropolis, garishly disguised as something old and festive. And like so many places around the world, urban sprawl is forcing good folks to move to the country. The move in this case are my audio friends.

So who's moving now? Well it's Mr. Creek ...
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truely sounds amazing! OK, maybe amazing is a bit much, but man this thing sounds great. I love unassuming gear that sounds terrific, doesn't sacrifice my kid's college tuition and kicks the snot out of the snobby, sir-brag-alot-junk that is supposed to sound good because it's expensive. This is just such a piece.

No crappy card board box with this one, but I will, however, carefully crate it in a vacuum sealed titanium case ...