At the tender age of 17, there is basically little that a kid my age can own. Oh, there are the generalities, such as clothing or books, and all the trivial little shit that a teenager seeks out. I'm not referring to those kinds of things. No, not even close. I'm talking about specific items that even many adults don't have in their possession, or perhaps if they do, fail to fully comprehend the depth of what they stand for; of what they ultimately...