It’s a constant hobby, something that will stick with me no matter what my life becomes. As I’ve gotten older it’s become a nostalgic reminder of my Dad and is one of the few personal excercises I actually enjoy with my busy lifestyle. Having the freedom to own and play with blasters, as well as share with others to create pretend combat, is a genuine treat in a time of my life that is often stressful and uninteresting. Frankly I don’t even care as much for the ‘look’ of the blaster, but the community is irreaplaceable.
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