This makes me absurdly happy. If you ever want anything stamped, this is where you go: it’s a small shop in a big building in the Financial District, two lovely guys do the work on an ancient machine, it’s absurdly fast, and at $20, a bargain too. (I know it’s sort of goofy, but I love my alarming initials and like that it’ll do double duty if I’m ever a kidnapping victim and need to signal to a passerby.)
