Pentax K-1

I shook it gently by its little shoulders and said "you were so close to perfection. why couldn't you take the last step across the line? why did you drop the ball at the last minute so many times? I love you, but you frustrate me." It replied "isn't that exactly what your teachers said to you in middle school?" and I had to go lie down for a while. But then I came back and said "unlike you, I am capable of growth and change, of righting my wrongs, and that's exactly what I did. whereas you are a machine, and the mistakes that were made in your design live on eternally in your cold silicon." It asked me if I was going to leave it for some other camera, and I said of course not, because it treated me well and did me no wrong. I could tell that it had been about to follow up with something much harsher just before then, but decided not to after hearing my reply, and so I let up in kind. We looked back into the sunset together in silence, a broken girl with her broken camera, and forgave each other. anyway the photos are pretty good