how silently do clothes spend time on the line.. releasing the water they contain in the air with patience. with the smell of modern-day detergents, like flowers in spring, or the hair of a girl, sometimes in the sun, sometimes in the shade, they dont care much, although i think they prefer the sunshine.
cotton pants, made out of cotton, brilliant white puffs that spring right out of the ground, from the very earth itself, lined with stronger threads and metal rivets and zippers, these are the elements here and there, arranged for style and aesthetics by people who know how to do it, and when you wear them, the cotton lasts long, lycra offers just the right amount of flexibility.
the whole process is so bound to nature, almost serene as nature itself.
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