Today at work, I found two shoe soles in the parking lot. No shoelaces. No nuthin' else. Just the soles. They were in pretty good shape. So i took them. Perhaps the soles will transform into an eagle's wings.
Today I unknowingly stepped into a pile of puke on the Metra train. My shoes smelled after that. They are in the washer now. Oh! I think the washer should be done now. I hope the smell is gone.
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