i found the perfect dress socks in the streets of beijing in 2002. knock-offs really. now that they’ve disintegrated after 9 years of use, i’m in a conondrum. how the f*ck am i going to find that old woman who inserted the socks in my bag in exchange for a few bucks?

ayan, napa english tuloy ako.

1 thought on “socks

  1. Actuli, you spealed it wrong. Each “conundrum”. 😛

    Thanks for never failing to make me laugh or smile when I visit your blog.


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