So Charlie and I set up at the freakin flea market today. Banjo's were playing and the deliverence crowd was not able to grasp the concept that things wonderful or ugly cost money. At one point I thought Charlie's head was going to come off, well maybe it wasn't all that well attached when we got there. I thought of my Freind Linda when I looked at the diorama with checkers and cards and matches, she liked it.
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