When I saw this small glove laying all alone recently on a busy city street I wondered about “its story.” Who dropped it and was the person young or old? Did they try to find it once they discovered it missing? How did they keep their hand warm? I can imagine perhaps some tears if its owner was a small child; but if an older person was involved, maybe just a simple shrug thinking, “Oh well, I’ll get another pair.” Whatever, there is a story behind this poor little glove, most likely now sitting in a trash pile somewhere.

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