"Describe the contents of someone's closet."
It was like I had died and gone to a shoe store. Except maybe after the shoe apocalypse had happened. Shoes covered the floor, jumbled together so thickly that I couldn't tell if the floor was carpet or laminate. That actually pained me. I'm not a neat-nick (by any stretch of the imagination), but I saw one strappy red heel peeking out from beneath a battered, more-string-than-sandal flip-flop, and my poor heart just about broke. All those cute shoes, just crying out to be worn — and all of them, two sizes too small!
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