Pardon Me, Boy…

How can people let themselves be seen public wearing unshined shoes? Do people think Shoeshine Boy is still waiting on every corner with his box of polish, his rags and his brass footrest? If so, they think vainly. They will not find Shoeshine Boy. They will only make a poor, foul world still more foul with their dirtspecked, dull matte footwear as they wander in futile search of the once ubiquitous restorer of pedal decorum and train timetables.

The only shining shoes you are likely to see are running shoes with glowing LEDs built into the heals.

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