For with the proliferation of shifting public signage, slogans, logos, and the lava flow of printout, the words on your clothes are now what certify your physical existence.
The words on your clothes show that you exist.
The words on your clothes don't prove that you exist.
A crowd of girls all clash with each other
The B2 bomber is too expensive, and doesn't perform well enough to be used.
The crowd you're with doesn't matter at all.
A person watching children play.
A boy learns to swim.
Two people crying sitting on a bench.