Harry Traulsen lives alone in an upscale Brooklyn studio apartment, where he maintains an impeccably curated closet full of suits, sweaters, shirts, and accessories. Back in November, Traulsen opened his closet to find a small moth, the size of a pinky nail, fluttering around. He ignored it, reasoning it had come into his apartment from the hallway. It wasn’t until a month later, when he found a hole-riddled cashmere sweater, that he realized, “the moth had hit the cloth,” as it were.
Traulsen spent the remainder of the day cleaning out his closet and implementing preventive measures he found on the Read More

Source:: The Wire Cutter