I don’t wear a watch and I think I know why: a permanent injury. Not to me, but to my father’s wristwatch. I accidentally pulverized it, aged five, while pretending to be a Curtiss P-40 Warhawk fighter plane—as one did in the 1960s—flying with it attached to my wrist, arms outstretched, at an approximate scale...
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