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Marlow: One time I lost a right glove. And I couldn't ask my parents to buy me a new pair of gloves. I knew they couldn't afford it. So I would sneak up, this is when we lived on Rubidge and Charlotte, and I would go the back streets up to PCI because I was afraid if I met a girl I knew I had to touch my hat. So I kept my right hand in my pocket of my coat. I couldn't (touch my hat to a girl) I had a bare hand. So that was…I went a whole year like that, a whole winter.

Marlow Banks