Man, I want a really nice duffel bag. And not just for all the duffel bag boy references that would suddenly become available to me on a daily basis, but also because they look so fucking good. There’s always that one guy in everyone's neighborhood that rocks the murdered out gym duffel and I always assume that's the guy in the neighborhood that owns all the guns and drugs. That or he just likes to work out and stay healthy. Either way, that’s a laudable impression to make on folks and, thusly, I'm recommending you post up at your local public transportation stop with some creased jeans and a six hundred and seventy five dollar duffel from Porter.
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