When in Zagreb, I have only three T-shirts with me: red, gray, and black. Made by the same company, they are otherwise identical. In summer months, I also have a pair of beige pants, two pairs of underpants, and sandals. In winter months, I have a black fleece, a gray windbreaker, which I wear only when it snows, two pairs of socks, and shoes. The pants are always the same, but they can be transformed into shorts in the middle of the summer. The sandals and shoes I bought in multiple pairs, so that they never change, either. In addition, I have my knapsack, which is red and gray. It is a part of my clothing, as it were. The collection never changes. Made for mountain climbing, it is quite sturdy. Whatever needs washing is dry in a couple of hours. And that is that as far as my clothing and footwear is concerned. My only problem is that everything I wear is starting to show its age, and I cannot replace it any longer. Mountain-climbing gear is part of fashion nowadays, and it changes in ways I find despicable. My T-shirts are going fastest, especially around the neck and waist. In a few years, I will surely look like a red, gray, and black hobo. Or worse.