These are the bowling shoes I wore

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London, ON
May 2026
This photo originally shared on Instagram

Setting aside my squeamishness from wearing old, shared shoes for a bit, I have a bit of a thing for the retro bowling aesthetic.

Maybe it’s the appeal of throwing a heavy ball down a waxed wooden lane in the vain hope of knocking down some oddly shaped pins standing at the other end.

Or maybe it’s the sound of small groups of complete strangers engaging in similar acts of heavy ball throwing nearby.

Or perhaps it’s the curious appeal of a sport crafted not from screens and algorithms but from basic physics, junk food, and the shared joy of playing a game with laughably galactic ineptitude.

I’ll likely never figure it out. But the delightfully decrepit not-quite-matching pair of shoes with the half-missing stitching seemed to capture a feeling I’ve been holding onto since childhood. Of being in a place, surrounded by those who mattered most, wishing the game would never end.

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