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Tweet This afternoon, I ambled on an errand about a local retail plaza and, to my astonishment, I discovered there the most ideal sneakers I’d ever seen. Suede and several different shades of grey,[1]their white toe, slate laces and a black faux-snakeskin design on both port and starboard sides made them a glorious, textural monochrome rainbow. . . . → Read More: An Entirely Different Cuban Missile Crisis Tweet I learned to shop for clothing as an apprentice to a small brood of late-twentieth century women who, for some reason, saw me as one of their own.[1] And socialized in this way, I seem condemned to a complex, bipolar relationship with the idea and experience of any sartorial excursion. Like those hens to whom . . . → Read More: Good Jeans Tweet She does not take her shoes off, though it is warm and she is more than forty minutes early. And she has brought a tatty scarlet cardigan from the trunk, from the Good Will garbage bag, on which to sit, though the sand this high up—by the Champlain grass, but still well below the spill . . . → Read More: Ebb |
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