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Old Levis…Old Friends

My jeans should be willed to the Smithsonian, they’re that old and tattered…sewn, stitched, patched, the original denim humbly peeking through. If they could only talk, the tales they could tell. We’ve been through a lot together, well traveled, zipped … Continue reading

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