Moth Wars

Once upon a time, in a wardrobe far far away, I used to have a pair of Indy pants made of cavalry twill. Of course, I didn't wear them very often. A year or so ago I opened the wardrobe, took out the pants and they were like after being hit by flak. After I recovered from the heart attack I threw the trousers into the trash, cleaned and checked every other jacket, and cleaned the wardrobe. Interestingly enough, nothing else was damaged...

Since then, I'm paranoid about moths, and when I see...

Moth Wars