These shoes have been in every 'get rid of' pile I've made in the last 4 years. But then they stay. They were a spontaneous $10 purchase and have served me well. Last night, they went in yet another pile (the garbage can). But then I wanted to take pictures of them before they left me forever. And now they're not in the garbage can anymore. They aren't comfortable. The look awful. There's paint from my 200 East house on them. The laces are permanently laced too tight. But they've just been there with me through so many things? Or what? Why can't I say goodbye?
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