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Many years ago, I was part of a young boy’s sailor costume. He was at the beach one day, and he tore his costume off to go swimming. I fell into the ocean, and was left there for many years to erode down to the size of a smooth cracker. One family found me at a different beach many years later, and a man used me for his suit jacket. His boss didn’t like the anchor on me, so I had to be sold at a garage sale.
One man liked my color, which was that of coal, or as far as they had seen, charcoal. He also liked how I was smooth, so he too used me for his suit jacket. Where he worked wasn’t so formal, and his boss liked the anchor on me, so he wanted to get my brothers to use for his suit. When he dropped me on his wooden desk one day, I made a sort of high-pitched “clank”. He picked me up and felt me… I was made of plastic, and was as hard as anything plastic could be…