...and we're obsessed with it:
I came into this place of work.
All tattered torn and feeling hurt.
I didn't know what I would find.
A salvage bin? The trash bin line?
But they greeted me, with great big smiles
And said..."no worries"...your still in style.
They scanned my wear, from head to toe.
Did this did that, how did they know?
How many things that I would need?
A buckle loop, a patched inseam?
They made me feel, "that way again"
When I felt snug, all tight and thin.
When I ...
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