A perfect pair of jeans


Not pretty enough, I told myself as I put back a perfect pair of jeans. Seconds later, someone picked it up.

As the lady walked out of the store, I eyed her paper bag with much longing. Indeed, we don’t realize how much something is worth until we lose it.

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Author: Aira Mallapre

Aira, a dreamer by day and crammer by night, has been singing out of tune since 1995.

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