A prized possession of mine, my brass Church Key has been opening bottles since I was 21 and god knows how long before that. Looking around my room I’ve noticed a couple of relatively simple objects that mean the world to me. They seem to shine amongst the everyday clutter of my personal belongings. They stand out to me as things I will keep for the rest of my life.
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Posted on Wednesday October 28th
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