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That is supposed to say, "Hail to the Swiss" but for all I know it reads, "Avenue of a popular San-Serif Font," because I don't know Latin no good.
The Swiss, however, know watchmaking.  They know it real good . Also, they know how to ski, make chocolate, be neutral, keep ill-gotten gains in secret, numbered accounts, and one chick over there makes real good cocoa.
This is not about any of those things.  Well, it is about watchmaking, which is how a watch is made.  Now, you might think with a name like Longines this watch would be Gallic.  I'll tell you a secret;  some parts of Switzerland speak French as their primary language. Shocking, I know.  Most people think they speak Switzernese, but that's only the northern Swiss hicks that do that.  The classy watchmakers speak French.  Or German, but only when they're mad. You don't want to mess with a Swiss watchmaker.  They'll get all Goebbely on your ass in about two seconds. 
Anyway, when they're in a good mood, they make watches like this one. 
Vurry niise (use your best Peter Sellers voice, twirl your rat-tail mustache between thumb and forefinger and squint appreciatively through your monacle/loupe when you say this).
This is, of course, a Longines.  It is a superb example of the Horologist's craft.  It's very elegant and understated.  Much like myself.  It is of high quality and exceptionally attractive.  Again, like myself.  It has a smooth, regular Swiss movement that is very dependable.  Here, we differ.  I don't get enough fiber in my diet.
Admittedly, it's not in perfect condition.  However, I think a good cleaning and servicing would do wonders.  It works well and keeps accurate time.  I've uploaded a picture of the back, which I'm sorry to say is almost unreadable.  I never could get a clear picture of it.  It has a bunch of words written on it and a few service notations, which is pretty much what one would expect.
This watch pretty much mirrors the Swiss;  nice, clean, well-kept, dependable, low-key and sexy. 
Much like myself. 



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I long for Longines. . .

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And here is one!  Wait...doh!  It's a ladies model.  Bummer. 
Wait...watches make great gifts, don't they?  Can you say "Brownie Points"?
Seriously, folks, what you are seeing is a Longines ladies model something-or-other that looks silver but claims to be 10k rolled gold (these pretzels are making me thirsty) plate bezel stainless steel...which is what it reads on the back. 
The band, which is so dope stoopid money, reads Kestenmade 1/20 10kt G.F. Patent No. 331930B.  If that means anything to anyone.
As can be seen from the pic, the face is set with two diamonds of unknown quality.  Though, I think we can assume that because the watch is a Longines, the diamonds are high clarity, high carat, mined by DeBeers under questionable conditions, super-duper valuable stones.  Or not. 
All I know is that they're there on the face and the setting around the one above the Longines name is beginning to turn an interesting, if not wholly unpleasant, shade of algae blue-green.  Somehow I doubt this was included in the original design.
The watch is in very good condition, though it is obvious it has been well loved and worn actively.  Everything about it has the softness that can come only from being a wristwatch that actually lives on a wrist. 
Oh, and the movement, which is Swiss (Duh!), seems to work well and keep reasonably accurate time. 
All in all it's a neat little watch that's already been worn in, so the new owner won't have to contend with those pesky blisters, abscesses and raging drug-resistant infection that usually accompany the breaking in period.  That happens to everyone, not just me?  Right?
If only it could talk, what stories it could tell. . .

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