Hypothetically, I’m shooting a glorious fall landscape at a beautiful lake in Alaska, when – out of nowhere – a brown bear appears, attempts to use my tripod and Nikon Z8 as a scratching post, inadvertently tips it into the water, and plods off. Hypothetically, I drop to my knees and sob like a baby. The lake’s too deep to retrieve my pride and joy, and just 24 hours prior, I neglected to renew my camera insurance (darn it!). But whaddya know? There's a camera store right by the lake. So, I slap a fistful of banknotes on the counter and say: “Your finest Nikon Zf and Tamron 28-75mm F/2.8 Di III VXD G2, please.” Here’s why…
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