Nikes

Growing up in Brazil we never had enough cash to buy any fancy stuff. And there was nothing fancier for a teenager in the 90s than Nike shoes.

There was this one time my grandpa took me out to buy shoes. I managed to find a pair of Nikes that were on sale and cost just a little bit more than the crappy Brazilian brands. We bought it. I was so happy.

The joy lasted for a week. One day I woke up to just one shoe by my bed. I later found that the other had been chewed to bits by my dog. Sad.

That was a long time ago. But to this day, whenever I buy brand-name shoes, I feel giddy inside. These are the latest I just purchased. A pair of Nike running shoes. And they’re awesome.

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