A few days ago I ventured out in search of an item of clothing. (The precise nature of this apparel need not detain us.) I hate shopping, and I hate clothes shopping in particular. Either the things I look at are designed to accentuate all the excess baggage I’m trying to rid myself of, or the size on the label bears n…
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