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My Uncle Mortie had a business in New York City’s garment district.  He would tell us stories about how hard it was to get racks of clothes delivered with trucks never running on time.  As a bonus, Morie always had beautiful clothes to give us, as gifts.  I never gave the clothing business much thought until my sister became a designer.  She explained all of the complications that could happen between the time an idea became a garment and the time the clothes were bought.  She called it fashion logistics and is apparently good at it because she is already making a five-figure income.  That’s a big leap from Mortie’s racks and trucks.