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...clothes. We wear them until the fashion's gone. Then we give them to Goodwill who sends them to Africa or Latin America or wherever, where they undermine local production." Crammed between a table overflowing with professionally worn-in long-sleeved T-shirts, and a rack of cargo pants, Schor declares: "We are drowning in clothes in America...
...This space between cargo pants and sweaters begins to take on a whole new meaning as Schor elaborates: "The decompression zone is the spot where everybody stops to orient themselves. You shouldn't put anything important or expensive there, because people ignore everything immediately around them when they're orienting themselves to the store on the whole...
Senior Joe Brussel, with his purple Burton backpack slung over his right shoulder, cell phone clipped to his tan cargo shorts, strolls into Frank Mandernach's advanced auto-mechanics class--late but relaxed. The rest of the class is already in the lab room, watching a student take apart a 1987 truck engine. Joe makes eye contact with Mandernach, settles into a chair out of sight of most of his classmates and pulls out a notebook. "Sometimes Mandernach just lets us get organized," he says. For the rest of the period, Joe stays to himself, his mind far away from...
...call the school when they knew that students were skipping. Everybody still went, though. Alex and his friends sit down in the window. Two girls walk in, and the boy closest to the door calls, "Come here." The girl has long black pigtails; her tiny legs show off flared cargo pants...
...production), its two associate editors jumped ship to hang out with some kiddies. And though continuing my residence in Dunster House, I left most other aspects of my college life behind as well. I chilled in the Pit. I tramped through the Yard with people not wearing cargo pants, button-downs or DHA sweats. I passed people I knew who didn't even register my presence, what with the posse of homies I was traveling with. A boy named Crazylikes wanted to know if I was a cop; a guy at the pizza place wanted my phone number...