Her current partner helped her destroy the pomade, along with the rest of his stuff save the shirt and sweatshirt. Her ex was an addict, and she'd felt she owed it to him to watch over his possessions until he got better. Years passed. I bought a new coat recently, off the street. The day was blindingly sunny, crisp, and cold. Amidst racks of vintage styles, I spotted a brown fur, the salesman...