Lurking in the furnace room are umpteen pairs of my son’s cowboy boots in various states of wear and tear. Obviously these were the ones he wore to the latest branding he was at, still boasting a liberal amount of mud and manure, and still with his spurs on. What is it about footwear that so powerfully evokes the person who last stood in them!?
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