” i wouldn’t take it if I didn’t want it”


I took Peter and his two girlfriends to the third Sunday market today.  After 10 minutes the girls disappeared.  We never saw them again.  These gatherings are a big reason I love living in America’s heartland.  I love antiques and I enjoy walking around, talking to vendors, and sifting through all the trinkets left behind by people who no longer exist.  I found a few postcards as I always do, a small wooden desk from the late 1800’s, some funeral photos, and these handmade halloween masks.  I also met a middle aged woman who shared my affinity for the swastika and funeral paraphernalia.  Not a bad Sunday at all.


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