She was looking for the belt that said Jim on the back of it, the belt with the scorpion belt buckle. It was black-and-grey leather, handmade in the ‘70s, the name Jim lovingly tooled on the back, leather x’s stitched on the border, a classic; it had been a find. The scorpion buckle didn’t mean…

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