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Funny. I collect zippos, but only carry the first cheap-ass brushed stainless that I've had since high school... It's made one trip back to Bradford PA, as I managed to knock the lid off while hammering in some shit or prying something with it. I have several Zippo knives and some other promotional items from them, and damned if they don't all just keep on working. The zippo is a conscious choice to have a peice of engineering that lasts in my pocket rather than something I'll throw away. My zippo is immediately identifiable as MINE, because like most of us that own them, we use them, and for much more than sparking up a cigarrette, pipe, bong, cigar, whatever! Buy a zippo, you'll know the difference. It's the difference between that old leather biker jacket that just won't give up, and the nylon windbreaker you bought because you wanted to advertise someone else's logo.... :-) Rock on!
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