As a kid I always loved when my grandparents would bring me souvenirs from around the country. Because I was a kid, I didn't notice the poor quality of the tee shirts they would get me. Looking back, it was probably much better that they were cheap and durable anyhow. Growing up, I started to care a bit more. That boxy fit and stiff fabric didn't do it for me. Great for yard work, but not for the public.
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Scrunched up on the floor in a pile of clothes, I spy a grey crumpled ball. As I pick it up it becomes an extension of myself. Shake out some wrinkles- good as new. The cotton is soft and worn, the lettering starting to chip away like nail polish you’ve left on a little too long. I slip it over my head – easy and familiar. It molds to my skin as old friends meet again in a comfortable hello.
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