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They’ve walked over countless kilometers of sand, mud, concrete and grass. They’ve been scorched by the mid day heat of the Sahara, drowned in monsoon rains and have sat idly by as monks chanted their end of day prayers. They are completely worn through, yet I cannot bring myself to throw them out. To most, they are just a pair of old shoes…to me, they are so much more.