It wasn’t until his cargo pants had a gigantic slit in the knee (from a fall in the Barren Grounds), a slice down the backside from squeezing between barbed wire, and about 4 holes in the crotch on top of the regular holes at the bottom where he kicks his feet together, all paired with a red shirt sporting its own 8 holes, that I begged him to change his attire.
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