My dear friend Reena, who lives in Virginia but whom I met in England and who's been privy to many black glove encounters in the past, came to visit me in Minnesota over Christmas break.
We're walking along Grand Avenue in St. Paul on the way to Café Latte when I remark that I don't think I've ever taken a picture of a black glove in Minnesota; we discuss how strange this is, seeing that Minnesota is freaking sub-zero.
Not ten seconds later: THIS.
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