Look at that gun, it is telling a story. A tale of some poor soul who had little, but he had that gun, that tool. He used it. And when it broke, he fixed it as best he could. It put food on the table for his family. Time and again. It was special to him, for a reason. Not because it was a Parker but because it gave him the ability to provide. He probably died with the gun still in his room, waiting to be used yet again.
Why do some only see beauty in something that is pristene, clean and colorful. Does hard work and integrity not mean anything today? Is there no value in a life spent providing?
No, now it's all about the investment, the financial gain. Most of us would turn away from that gun. What a shame. We missed the testament. If only it were prettier, then we'd give it a shot.
Restore that old dog!
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