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“When my grandfather was a kid, no doubt his grandfather complained to the tune of, “They just don’t make ‘em like they used to…” I’ve proudly followed in his yesteryear-worshipping bootprints and loathe the multitude of poop emojis sold under the guise of outdoor gear. If it can’t be left in the rain, snow and dragged around in the mud or across the desert by a 4-year-old, it’s not worthy of being sold to those of us who live in these conditions regularly. This little hammock by Grand Trunk is five years old and I’m still confident enough in its every stitch to hang it over a cliff while wearing my skimpiest top trying to get that just right Instagram shot that will catapult me to useless square stardom.”