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I love wearing jeans. Always.
So, I have a pair of jeans (that’s so weird, a “pair” of jeans), that were so worn that they ripped in the knee. What a sad day that was. They (since they’re a pair, I suppose they’re a they), were my favorite jeans.
I still wore them, of course, because I’m 43 and I have a new outlook on life – it’s called “who cares what I look like!”
One day, I decided to take them back to where they came from. I asked their creators if they could fix them.
After an extensive assessment and, I assume, careful consideration, I was informed that the rip was repairable, but it wouldn’t be pretty. I accepted this. I wasn’t ready to let go.
I received the call a week later. They were ready. The moment had arrived. We would meet again.
I was so nervous!…
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