Those icy soles just redefine sneaker fetishism. For all you posite haters, take a look at them on foot,
yeah, you know those are killer. Now I know what I'll be doing this march, camping out in front of House of Hoops in Harlem slinging rocks and performing sexual favors in line so that I can get three pairs of what are arguably the freshest shoe of the oughts.
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