the Dirt Off

Finally, after a long haul of eight months, the "outside outfit" has taken to swimming in detergent and water round and round in a cycle of cold spin. The jeans started off matte beige and just before taking the plunge sported something like a dull shine and a tinge of dirt. The fall into the drain the other day did not help things. It didn't have a funk to it, not even a smell, it just fell into the washing machine.

Soon Van

Saturday, 19 July 2003 - 05:02

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