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Pink bandana covering my unwashed, greasy hair.
Black t-shirt.
Khakis, unpressed.
Black Converse, falling apart.
And because they don't make ANY sense with the outfit I'm wearing, other than I remembered - at the last minute - that I was going to work and not to summer camp, I tossed on a single strand fake pearl necklace.
I do not look swanky today. I look like I'm being paid to do housework and playing dress up with my employer's jewelery.
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