There they are, hung topsy-turvy, unarmed, executed, the trousers. Because of their compromise with the life and with the work or who dressed and washed them - these trousers belong to men, so, they probably weren’t wash by the same person who dressed them...
When Iwas a child we used old clothes to disguise ourselves.
Here old clothes are for what they are, for the hard and long-suffering works, where the smoothness of the hands, the flexibility of the back and the last fingerprint of the clothes as thing...