Clothes Writing .
I am made out of leather. I am always being worn by someone. My owner loves me. Whenever my owner wears me he gets lucky.
This is how I was brought by someone else.
One day someone won a interview for a job. He needed a job because he was running out of money. He accepted the job interview. But he didn't have a suit.
He rushed done to the shop. The minute he saw me I love him he loved me so I prayed that he would buy me. He did I was so excited.
Now every day he wears me to work.
Whenever I come home I get put in a machine that gives me a shower. Then I get put on some type of boomerang thing and put in the closet.
Made by Sam Findlay.
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