And you don’t know what to do. When on the market you can find everything and more, and you have no ideas. When you squeezed your designers to the bone, and couldn’t get out of their limbs anything better. When the fumes of oblivion have clouded your sight and you ran off your pencil, and then you picked up the highwayman

When you think there’s nothing left to do and you feel lost, hopeless… You are afraid not to satisfy your most scrupulous customers of the rising sun, of the Forbidden City, of Yum Gnam Stye who writes to you now every day for months because you are left alone that you have not yet baked anything, and you bite your hands because you are late and themes of wasting Me, your best client, who’s there to abandon you…

… When…

… When…

You have produced the most beautiful and comfortable shoes, perhaps the most sold and you have nothing more to do…

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