I walked by two speaking girls--at their side and then ahead of them. I heard them comment on me in my shoes. They are flat boots and, uhhhh, making all that noise as if heels. Oh and so poorly structured. I laughed after them at how insubstantial and insignificant their conversation was proving itself to be. Girls, always trying to believe they have walked in everyone's shoes.
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