I’ve had these shoes for at least two years, and I’ve walked them through every mud puddle I could find. The outside is caked in grime and scum, the inside ruined and unbearable, and I’ll show you every worn crease and filth-slick sole. This is sneaker worship at its most ruined and intimate. For $3 I’ll let you inhale the stench of my adventures, stare at the busted insides, and drown in the filthy fetish you can’t resist.