What to do, what to do?

Now then, you might be asking what this photo of an entirely too enthusiastic looking young woman has to do with anything, which I can answer thusly;
In general when starting a post I will type a thing, find a correlating image and go from there. Since on this day in particular I didn’t know exactly where to start, I began with a question. The image that came to my mind was ‘shrug’, though when I typed shrug into the Googles, I didn’t get an assortment of people with their shoulders raised as if to gesure “Aayyee, whaddayagonnado?“, but rather an assortment of photos of women with partial sweaters and shirts on.
I have always known of this garment simply as ‘a sorta shirt’, or ‘an unfinished sweater’. I had no idea they had a name all to their own, though in general I have very little knowledge of fashionable items, regardless of what percentage of them is missing.

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Despite my best efforts, we seem to have a Monday post here after all.

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Today we will venture down a road that illustrates that justice is not only blind, but that in some cases her eyes have been plucked out, ping-ponged, abused, assaulted and then catapulted off into the wild blue yonder.

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