i find myself willing to do anything for nylon footwear. its smell, its texture, its colors overwhelm me, stirring a frenzy of desire. each time i encounter someone wearing it in public.. i feel compelled to fall to my knees and devote myself entirely, as though in lifelong worship. it is not attraction in the ordinary sense, but a fixation, an obsession that consumes me, reducing me to a helpless, enthralled brainwashed servant.