Added Jun 17, 2010
Las Vegas, Nevad...
Nostaglia at it’s best for me! Do you remember the sound of the clicking oils cans in your grandfather’s garage, or the mixed SMELL of grease and ancient worn out wooden handles attached to equally ancient and worn out steel garden tools? Or the smell of motor oil and the old leather interior of a car?
This is why the coveralls commanded their existence; because these memories are still alive.
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My humble gratitude…