Picked up someone's cheap Chinese-made acoustic guitar, and started strumming. It's amazing, but every guitar has a personality. No doubt. And every guitar has a song or two in them. And when that guitar is in your hands, you are in the power of that particular instrument.
You can fall in love with a cheap guitar. It may just be an infatuation that will easily and quickly pass, but when you have your hands on it, in that moment, it feels like the world to you. You have your "go-to" guitars, waiting for you at home. They really are yours. So this cheap guitar is just momentary diversion.
This sort of flimsy acoustic guitar is a little bit clunky, sits in your hands a little awkwardly, but still there's something there, something unique, something intrinsic to this particular instrument unlike anything else. It may be a pale copy, a knock-off, but it's got personality. It's got a sort of spirit. And there's a little bit of magic that sort of hovers around it.
You want to use it, to own it, to conjure that magic. For a moment.