MR. NASTASE

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That day in July 2001 felt like a grand day for personal rein-vention. As I’ve been severely dulled by wearing leather shoes all my high school life, and it was that summer before college where I have a clear vision of that new Ping Medina person that I should not be, some strange voice in my head was telling me to look inside our old shoe closet.
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An old friend, Nastase

By Ping Medina | May 29, 2010 - 12:00am

That day in July 2001 felt like a grand day for personal rein-vention. As I’ve been severely dulled by wearing leather shoes all my high school life, and it was that summer before college where I have a clear...

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