Camp 23
On my way home this morning, I came across eighty or so die-hard sneaker fans camped out along Post and Stockton waiting for the release of Nike’s new Jordans. It wasn’t too cold out and those still awake were having a blast. A few even had their laptops out.


I guess I am one of the few people who still sees them as just shoes, especially since they were probably made in sweatshops overseas.
I too see them as shoes, and without getting too political, you won’t find a single peice of Nike in my closet. I guess I just appreciated the devotion, the youth of it all.