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	<title>Comments on: Looking for the ultimate undershirt?</title>
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		<title>By: the finer dandy &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Tommy John makes the perfect undershirt</title>
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		<description>[...] Today, whilst wearing my 3.1 Philip Lim button down (label drop #1) and a pair of blue A.P.C. corduroys (label drop #2) I felt something that didn’t make me feel so dapper. It wasn’t gas. It wasn’t a wedgie. It wasn’t the effects of too much Activia. It was my undershirt. My white V-neck tee that I always rely on kept on bunching up underneath my finely tailored shirt. I was developing a sartorial not-so-fresh feeling and I wished that I wore my Second Skin by Tommy John. [...]</description>
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