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Lighthouse.
"R200 000 for a bag?!"
Does it carry itself around?
"Yup. And that's the cheapest we've got."
Even the lady who works here thinks that's ridiculous, you can see it in her eyes."Mam, Birkin bags are incredibly unique." The manager explains to me. Clearly that's something she tells people on a daily.
They wouldn't even let me in the shop until I told them who my grandmother was. Apparently only certain people can have the luxury of being sold this incredibly expensive piece of garbage. I am shocked that this is the world we live in.
I don't care how rich I am, I'm not getting myself a bag that's anything over a R1000. But this is not for me so,
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