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The Last Time I Failed


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I haven't worn my good black shoes since my great aunt died last year, so it takes me time to hunt them down. While I'm on my hands and knees in my closet - holding my breath against the stench of sweat socks and gym shorts that never made it to the laundry hamper - I search for my one serious necktie that doesn't have a cartoon character on it. I find them both in the far corner: a dark place where my serious clothes usually end up, the stuff I have to wear when it's time to be a man.