i'm trying to break in these moccasins. That is not a metaphor.
"a leather handbag, extremely worn, but with a label inside it as impressive as the one inside Mrs.snell's hat, lay on the pantry. Sandra was able to reach it without standing up. She handed it across the table to Mrs. Snell, who opened it and took out a pack of mentholated cigarettes and a folder of stork club matches."
j.d. salinger makes me want a cigarette.
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