I was holding on to the first leather wallet I ever owned, given to my by my grandmother when I was in middle school. I got tired of my fiancee telling me to get a new one that wasn't falling apart. Now I just have a stack of plastic with some dollars mixed in that I carry day to day, no wallet, no clip.
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