If My Blue Jeans Could Talk

One man’s Eat, Pray, Love mystical journey narrated by a pair of 50-year-old patched Levi’s.

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You wore me when you arrived at Ohio Wesleyan University in the fall of 1969. I was brand new, traditional navy blue with a button fly. No manufactured tears — just your average pair of classic Levi’s. I was straight and conservative, just like you. But that…