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Many moons ago, the Nikon D200 was the shit, at least for those who needed pro features for less. It’s a rugged, bad-ass brick of a camera, and captures pictures much better than my newer, but far less sophisticated D40x. My brother-in-law owns one of these, and he would like to stop owning it due—in no small part—to the fact that he has bought the new, more bad-ass D300.

Now I know what all six of you are thinking: “with the raw charisma and devastating bone structure that this man commands, he should be able to sell ice-cream to an ice-cream addict!” This may well be true, but time has caught up with me and my funky faculties may take some time to recover. I’m in that in-between stage—not quite Joey McIntyre, not yet George Clooney—making for an all-round bad salesman. And I can’t fucking figure out eBay.

So here’s the deal: one night only! Or till it’s sold. Mint condition Nikon D200. Well-used, but well cared-for. Brand new rubber outside, brand new lens mount, brand new shutter. Save for the shell, everything important is brand new, courtesy Nikon USA. Comes with a vertical battery grip as well. Asking price: Rs 40,000. The camera is in Mumbai, so cash-n-carry is ideal. Gorge on these tasty pics. You may need a tissue later.