My Dr. Martens morphed into an object that was representative of my new existence. I wore them out of that very shop. I loved the way they made me feel: strong and capable, and like I fit into my new surroundings just a little bit more than before.
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Steel City
Fog sits on rusted windowsills taking respite from the bustling city surrounding laced boots pace the streetscontemplations of grime and … More