Cleanup after painting the hairlines involved opening the cap of the rarely used can of methyl ethyl ketone:
It seems white-tinted polyethylene deteriorates after a dozen years of exposure to concentrated MEK fumes, suggesting I don’t use nearly enough enamel paint.
The Container Stockpile disgorged a pair of pure polyethylene jars that should last another decade.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 