You came into my life shortly after I moved to NYC.
You kept me warm on rooftop parties in late summer and as a middle layer in the depths of winter.
We protested together when justice was not served after the murder of Trayvon Martin.
You helped spark conversations with a Japanese sushi chef whose hometown (相模湖) is featured on your design.
Your sleeves are torn and your zipper is broken now.
I release you. May your spirit be free.
お疲れさまでした。
Adieu.
