I AM A WATCH COLLECTOR. There, I’ve said it. While I’ve always thought that “collecting” of any sort was the province of geeky children (yes, I collected stamps for about nine months as an eight-year-old) or adults with too much time on their hands, I have now become one of these people, the ones with a safe, an insurance policy and a favorite dealer. Watches relax me. Thinking about watches relaxes me. Sometimes, on a long plane ride, I’ll look at a photo of a watch on my phone while wearing another watch on my wrist. Is that sick? Feel free to judge me.
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