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On a whim, Sayaka and I went hiking and checked out this trunk show by Epaulet in Los Angeles. I used to feel self-conscious about visiting a nice store in super shabby clothes… but now I think that’s silly! I enjoyed talking with these guys, and ended up ordering a custom shirt and a pair of pants, with my wife’s real encouragement. What a cool partner! We came home, exhausted.