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Rating: It is a collection of model cars, faithfully reconstructed, and so far nothing unusual, apart from the beauty of the reproduction and the fidelity. They are sold in an elegant plastic case, which, if preserved, is also for display.
The purchase is enriched by the passion for collecting, inherent in both children and adults, it is a delicate childish desire for possession.
Like the object to hold in hand, feeling its solidity, savoring its curves, the car a bit of a flirt and a temptress like a woman after all.
But all of this only if one wants to remove the packaging. I would recommend not doing it.
In the end, things should be kept sealed, in perfect iconic asepticism.
Like our Italy, and everything it represents: the Vespas, the 500s, OUR HISTORY, OUR LIFE.
It should be sealed, impermeable to air and fire.
Instead, they are ruining it for us, our past life, the glorious past, all going up in smoke, all under a layer of filthy moralism. Our life memories all burned in the name of the most debased charity. This has been and will be, this is.
So do not remove that damn packaging.
There is also an imperative that every man who wants to call himself such should observe:
THE COVER OF THE MODEL WITH THE SMILING ARYAN BOY.
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