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  • A shred of her Miss Piggy pink harem pants that turned eyes of drivers. Because of shock, not because of admiration. One innocent pedestrian was run over by dumbfounded driver who couldn’t keep his eyes on the road. Collateral damage, his boyfriend tried to comfort her. Ex-boyfriend.

    A strip of his turquoise pique shirt that he proudly wore during his first date to make a stylish impression on girl. After the date he noticed that price tag was still hanging. With 90 percent discount sign.

    A tatter of black & red romper that mother-in-law gave to their first baby. "Does she imply that our baby is an imp from seventh circle of hell?" she cried and cut the romper with scissors. Simultaneously she cut by accident to little pieces ten 100 euro bills that mother-in-law had hidden inside the romper.

    Sometimes I wonder how much colour and joy it is possible to bring to everyday world with doomed rags that nobody’s ever used but just once.
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