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A Coral Snake in High Cotton

I have a thing for tshirts. Only the finest. Soft and faded as forgotten dandelion. I pick the ones closest to my own heart. An Ironic joke or vintage. And super rare. And outside? Outside I cover them with a ratty button down or an old stained sweatshirt. They are MY secrets. Hidden and untold in the Texas heat. If it gets too hot for a tshirt alone even? Hell, you gotta be able to drop everything in 30 seconds if you feel the heat coming around the corner.

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