â€œYou have nice, shiny shoes,â€ she said, in almost a whine. I stop privately flexing my calves in line at the Chipotle and turn around. I sense something off almost immediately. Big fun sunglasses and lots of â€œfancyâ€ jewelry, but take a second look: sheâ€™s not wearing socks, and itâ€™s...
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