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Jun 2014
That feeling.

The one you get when you see it through the ripped paper
The excitement, the anticipation, the passion.
When it's there right infront of you gleaming like light is absent from everything else you open it taking your time to peel apart the layers of complex packaging.
There it lies, it's what you've wanted for what seems like forever and now it's yours.
You learn everything about It. How it looks how it feels how it works. Everything inside and out. You never want to let it go. You don't let it go. If it breaks you fix it. It grows with you it becomes a part of you.
Your new toy.
Travis Durston
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Travis Durston  London
(London)   
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