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These days everyone it seems wants to be the center of attention.  From yo yos in school to people at work believe that they have the power to steer marketing and manufacturers to cater to their specific whims and therefore be the one to have THE thing on the market.  They all seek exclusivity.

Guess what?  Marketers are responding with an ever increasing plethora of goods and services to provide for these ever increasing wants.  End result - every other yo yo now has so called brand goods to wear, drink, yak/text on, drive and be seen with (accessories and sometimes other yo yos too).

Which leaves the likes of me who shop at Target with really the truly exclusive stuff on the market - because No One Else Wants It!

With shirts that do not display any critter representing a French or Faux European brand (mostly American companies trying to pretend to be someone else but essentially using Asian labor to crank the same crap with different reptiles or avians sown on) I end up with uniquely soft and cheap shirts that last me a lifetime.   So ideally I am not even looking for shirts - only underwear at this point which I tend to replace every six months or so.  That's it.

Same with shoes.

Same with my camera.

Same with my phone.

Frankly at a certain point in time you should get the fact that you really do not need anything at all... except nutrition in varying flavors and textures to enjoy.  That I am all for.

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  1. Agree that beverages of interest and food that nourishes is mostly what we need along with some people to banter with.

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