A few days ago, I was trying to put on a T-shirt and couldn't manage it. Two years ago, Laura had tested her little sharp teeth on one of my T-shirts. After losing that battle, the T-shirt was left with four tiny holes, like a punched tram ticket. That morning, I was trying to figure out whether this was the perforated T-shirt or not. Due to my lack of imagination, I prefer buying the same T-shirt, in the same size, several times. Somehow, choosing what to wear that day becom