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TORN

I have this favorite shirt that I use only at home (pambahay) that my mother, come to think of it everyone, thinks is worthy of being a rag. It’s full of holes, tattered in some areas, thin enough to see through it. I just love the shirt. It fits on me almost like a second skin. I’ve had this shirt since high school (when it was still new) and have worn it to sleep since. I know the end of this shirt is near. It’s more ratty than even. Soon it might not even be worth keeping as a rag. Only if there was a place to buy stuff like this.

TITLE: TORN – NATALIE IMBRUGLIA

“TORN”