You and your meat-loving date, red-faced and praying for death’s sweet release, going full Revenant as you drag your sorry brisket-laden gut out of Red’s True BBQ and up Great Eastern Street. Beaten. Battered. But your watch, a rugged and hardcore G-Shock GA-1100 (£285), is still ticking. Almost like it hadn’t just been put through sticky BBQ sauce hell. Almost like it could forgive you for what you’d done.
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