There’s a certain poetry to objects that wear with you. Not the kind of wear that weakens, but the kind that records. Like a well-used cutting board or an old mug with a chip that only you notice. But there’s something special about denim. Something stubborn and slow. It doesn’t just fall apart, it breaks …
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