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Unpacking and the TSA

While unpacking for the AZ trip, I again noticed that the folks at the airport (TSA) have again went through my girlie stuff.  Everything rearranged and my precious photo of my bondage model friend was a bit crinkled.  Damn. I have to wonder what the TSA people think when they open a suitcase like mine.  sheesh.

On close inspection I notice that the tip on my favorite pumps (black patent, 6″ heels from “Tony Shoes”) didn’t survive the trip.  Does anybody repair shoes these days?