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Dexter

“My name is Dexter and I am from South Africa.

I hate stereotypes and I hate fitting the norm, so I’m always looking for ways to kind of break that and one of those ways is through my sneakers.

These are my favorite because they kind of speak to me and they’re really out there and that’s the type of person I think I am.

Buying sneakers is kind of my indulgence.

I paid $90 for them, cash.
It was a good purchase, I think.”

Tidbit:
Dexter currently is in his second year at Amherst College in western Massachusetts studying dance, theater and creative writing. Purple is the school’s principle color.



Ayden

“My name is Ayden

I am 6 years old.
Today I brought some of my Bakugans.
I don’t know why I like them, I just do.

Thank you.”



Ron

“My name is Ron and today I brought Kleenexes of my late wife Lisa.

The joke that we had, (which really wasn’t a joke) was the fact that she was always blowing her nose and leaving the Kleenexes all over the place. I’d find them in the bed, on the bed, in the sofa, and on the sofa. She’d just blow her nose and leave the Kleenex and I would always complain, “Don’t you know what a wastebasket looks like?”

One time she said, “Well one of these days I’m not going to be around and you’re going to find one of these Kleenex and you are going to feel sorry for giving me such a hard time about them.”

Ironically, that was the case, because Lisa died suddenly of septic shock.

After she died, I was going through some of her bathrobes and found these Kleenexes. I just laughed because I remembered the conversation we had and I never thought that she would die.

When something like this happens you just want to keep things. Anything.

It’s weird because since she was cremated I couldn’t get a lock of her hair. I have some of her hairbrushes with a little of her hair. I actually cleaned the bathtub that was clogged, so I have a ‘clog’ of her hair.

But the Kleenexes are the only things that really I know she touched on this planet so I keep them. It’s strange, but what can you do?”

Tidbit:
“The young girl the picture is our daughter Kiki. She was only three when she lost her mom.”