Don't pay the ferry man
Don't even fix a scarf price
Grandma sits by the window wondering what kind of fan scarf this is supposed to be when it belongs to no fan at all. But then she sees the faded logos, the somber hoods, and suddenly it clicks: this isn't a scarf for stadiums, it's one for quiet winter evenings when you wonder if you should pay the ferryman. The scarf carries the answer in every knit, just don't.
