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The skinhead was bolting full-throttle toward the alley, clutching the stolen purse, when you went for the tackle. That's when the glare off his scalp caught you in the eye, sending you sprawling. You should have sprung for the Smith Foley Polarized Sunglasses. The Foley's polarizing filters would have eliminated that glare and you would have gotten the bust. Because of your cheap sunglasses, all you got was a new nickname.