Where do the socks that get lost in the washing machine go? There is a story known only to those who were lucky enough to meet Mundzura, that brave sock who spoke of a magical land where socks are free to change shape and color whenever they wish, to hang out without having to be separated in identical pairs, to dive into pools of orange and sunbathe on grass with indelible colors...
If this story is true? Does not matter. Because, as she said to her friend, Silky, who didn't look like her at all but would follow her even if she had to dive into crazy buckets and look for her among all the stars in the sky: "Whatever we have dreamed, may indeed exist. And the world we live in is the world we choose."
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