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They felt like an extra appendage hanging off of me, like a being gripped into my shins wailing and sniveling. So when I put these horrible fake Yeezys on, that's what I stepped into. I’m pretty neurotic myself, but I felt like those begging monks in a very small way. I'm not begging and it's not in service to some spiritual journey, but I’m putting on a costume that feels worse than my daily wear whether or not someone else notices. By signing up, you agree to the Terms of Use and Privacy Policy to receive electronic communications from Vice Media
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