A cup , well I don't really know where it came from. Probably one of those left by the house owner.
My precious ashtray. Only used during special ceremony or occasion. Like....???
Our precious Alya. She knows how to raise her hand when she wants her doze of dumex. Growing up fast ....
Little shoes from Amsterdam. Never new we bought it...or at least we must have forgotton all about it...
The other precious metal in the bag. MP33. Unique , a class on its own. No longer produced. The only blades I have ever used or going to buy. A miracle club , and a no one can take that away from my bag forever....
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