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Stoatie, a trouser press is just like a big iron, right? Doesn’t it do pretty much the same job as an iron, but leaves your hands free to stroke your mustache and adjust your cravat and suchlike?
And an iron’s a bit more, uh, right-on. I’m not sure if this trouser press of yours is a betrayal of your principles, or a clever subversion/re-appropriation of the trappings of the bourgeoisie. Or, y’know, just something for getting your creases sharp.
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