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The result? A drained bank account, wrinkled sanity, and a planet choking on fast fashion. It is time to dissect this crisis and, more importantly, fix it.

That evening, I walked to the station, my heart a clenched fist. I was wearing standard-issue gray slacks, a white button-down, and the expression of a hostage. The platform was packed with other gray people. We swayed in unison as the train arrived. Frivolous Dressorder The Commute