Black and grey with yellow edging and navy laces - they were my first pair of Chad Muska’s pro shoe, my idol. They were Es’s, a popular brand at the time, and the soles were worn down – smooth – from non-stop ollies and kickflips that caused the rubber to rip against the grainy, sparkling black grip tape. The laces were split for similar reasons, and a patch of duct tape – colored with black marker – was placed there to protect further damage. A crisp twenty dollar from Mommy sat in the custom designed pouch in the tongue, probably meant for doobie.
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