Is a man not entitled to the sock on his foot?
“No!” says the man in Whirlpool , “It belongs to the washing machine.” “No!” says the woman named Marie Kondō, “It belongs to divine pairing.” “No!” says the kids in your house, “It belongs to unreachable dusty dark places.”
I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose… Dressure.

A drawer where the wearer would not fear the missing pair, where the cotton would not be bound by static cling, where the great would not be constrained by the holey!
And with the stretch of your calf, Dressure can become your drawer as well.

― Anklew Ryan

they should all do a seafaring race

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it's NYC so you know it cost an arm and a leg