
Where it once glistened in the sun it now just highlights the grubbiness and mistreatment on it's scarred surfaces.
Like an uneaten apple returning from a school trip in a child's sandwich box, it looks battered and bruised and totally unappealing.
I remember back to the early days when I would relish exhibiting my pride and joy, instead of looking at my shoes in shameful embarassment.
Maybe its time for another refurbishment. Oh, joy!
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