I was walking to the bus stop today and paused at the crosswalk, waiting for the light. I happened to look down and notice, for the first time in my life, just how hideously ugly my feet are. Clad in nothing more than flimsy black flip flops, they stared dolefully back up at me, pale and gnarly like a mole person with rheumatoid arthritis. And they ( Read more... )

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