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Memoirs of a Sneakerhead

If you see me walking down the street, chances are I won’t make eye contact with you. It’s not because I’m self-consciously looking at the ground or superstitiously avoiding cracks, it’s because I’m staring at your sneakers. Sneakers are the ex-boyfriends I never got over. Some were more memorable than others, like the adrenaline-fueled high-top… Read More »

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