Shoes. The oldest storyteller.
How far have they gone? What roads have they travelled?
How many miles have they seen?

Dusty and sore, blissfully resting.
Worried and impatient.
Rushing! Running! Sprinting!
Slow and languid, soaking up the feeling of every crack. Stone. Blade of grass.

Scuffed. Dirty. Tattered.
Sleek. Polished. New.
Assumptions made by the state of our shoes.
Quick to judge at first glance. Truth hides within.

Shoes. The oldest storyteller.
Not in words alone.
Hear. Sense. Touch. Walk for just a moment.
Where will these shoes take you?
What will you see?

Importantly. What will you feel walking in a stranger’s shoes?

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