At the end of last winter I lost my gloves, forgot them on the bus, and when I found out, it was too late to do anything with it. The gloves had followed me through almost 10 years. Loved to pieces. Though I felt sad when I lost my intimate friends, I knew it was high time to buy a new pair.
Cold days have arrived. yesterday I knew the day had come!
Somany colours to choose among.
My choice was easy. It had to be black.
I used my new, black gloves for the first time today. We are still strangers my gloves and I, but we will soon become friends. We will have stories to share, a life will be lived together.
The best place in Trondheim to buy gloves: Hanskemagasinet
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