In 1919, long before I was born, but a date that has some significance to me, a Waterman fountain pen sold for what I pay now for a bad container of coffee in nearby Narrowsburg.
What inflation rate is that?
And how did a fountain pen, a utilitarian object, made of plastic and metal, turn into a collector's item?
Life is beautiful!
23.9.08
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