My camera met it's maker this weekend.
The maker being not Fuji, but ... "it's Maker."
Saturday night, it had just about as much as it could -- and the final blow was when it was jostled out of my hand on a rambunctious midnight golf cart ride with a bunch of the gals. It fell on the ground and the zooming lens popped right out of it, springs exposed and flailing wildly.
But let me tell you ... we had a good run.
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