these are my shoes. i bought them around the year 2001. i was wearing these shoes when i ran 2 miles for the first time ever. i wore them in my first 5 & 10k races. i wore them when i thought i was going to be a marine. i wore them when i pretended like i was a marine in the volkslauf mud run. they have served me well. they deserve to be laid to rest with honor.
this is my 'hood. i've lived in palms 90034 for 4 years and 3.5 weeks. these are the streets i roam at night, the nonexistent parking spots for which i'm eternally searching, and the many active dog-walkers milling about.
these are my shoes - and a pair of kat's shoes that were retired as well - which received their well-deserved honorable aerial burial late last night.everyone will know this is mine and kat's territory now!
enter at yer own peril...
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Did you know that drug dealers mark their territory (and what type of drugs they sell) by hanging shoes up on power lines like that? Congratulations--I'm going to come and arrest you, now :)
so Mush, based on these shoes, i'd say Wenders doesnt sell crack, but just the cheap powder cocaine?
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