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I seem to own literally everything except tape.
I own a bale of chicken wire.
I own a bag of polyester doll stuffing.
I own a paper bag filled entirely with keys.
I own a set of shitty velcro hair curlers.
I own a floppy disk.
Yet I do not appear to own tape.