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I used to hide in my parent’s closet and count my father’s belts when I was a kid.
He owned ten belts of all types and my favorite was a thin one with several rodeo riders stamped on it, each riding a different bucking bronco. He had a thicker one that was black and had a large silver buckle that read “Chicago FDP” and had flames.
Even though he had nylon ones and leather ones and even an army camouflage one, he only used two belts from that closet. One was dark brown, pebbled leather and it had a single stretched and worn hole from keeping his pants up.
The other was the belt he used to beat me.