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Written on February 20, 2010, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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I don’t like any of these socks. Look at them. Black, boring, and with elastic that’s just too tight.

I’d rather go barefoot, but in the coldest winter for 30 years, that’s not wise.

If I keep wearing them, my feet will come off after being starved of blood over the years. I’ve seen it in older men without sock options or common sense.

New socks, new hope, no more elastic marks below the calf – that is my goal.

It is a good goal.

Posted via email from Dean Whitbread

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