lust after objects which really aren’t expensive but are still much more costly than they should be given that they were stamped out of a factory in a matter of seconds and the guy who came up with the design probably hasn’t recieved a penny in years because you’ve so overdone it. but lust like this should not be hidden, rather it should be embraced slowly, caressed, and then indulged through the removal of small paper money from your wallet to be placed in the hand of the man who owns the place and you box it up, take it home, and use it in the most dirty way possible (which admittedly is hardly dirty at all given that you’ll likely keep it perfectly clean and never put any more than one kind of tea in it for it’s entire life)