Today as I sat waiting for my lunch at my favorite Mexican place, I heard them them coming — the unmistakable sound of a gaggle of girls.
And it wasn’t because they were talking and laughing; they were actually surprisingly quiet considering there were nearly a dozen of them.
See, the reason I heard them coming was because of what they were wearing.
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