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If like me and you grew up in the 80s then you may just remember the Chinese cotton kung fu mary janes. Every year my mum and dad would take my brother and i to China town to meander around the markets eating pistachios and ever so casually just dropping the shells on the ground as we walked on by fossicking in all the fabulous market stalls. This is where my mother would purchase our mary janes.