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Carmel-By-The-Sea, CA is 114 miles from my home in San Francisco. It's home to my friend Jane (a former fellow worker) she now finds California's central coastline to be the next best place to live.

She's now employed at The Pebble Beach Lodge in a neighboring town. Carmel-By-The-Sea is also home to actor Clint Eastwood, introduction unnecessary. 

We had a nice sandwich luncheon at Clint's Hog's Breath, a light crowd allowed Clint's presence to be personally assuring. 

She wanted to stop at a shop nearby which this town's quaint atmosphere charmingly allures outsiders a-look-see.

In this store of glassed shelves, there is a multitude of cards that have a catchphrase, which we'll shortly find out its true effectiveness. The phrase read outward are the potentials of quieted resolve, "It's nice to look at, it's to hold, but once you break it, we mark it sold."

The store is made up of odds and ends by self-made artisans and their work is sold there at that store, and in other places, as well. 

Majority is handcrafted items that is been sold here under consignment, meaning that the one in possession assumes the cost for any damges, --lest, the possessor finds the culprit, then the burden of proof is overwhelming passed on.

She calls my attention to this array of rocks that's slightly larger than a man's hand, with metal sodering crafted and painted of a solitary Cypress Tree. 

A popular attraction there, more so than Clint, judging by the crowd size and enthusiasm. So there's this artist's rock that caught Jane's fancy. 

Being handcrafted the prices are variable, and Jane being inquisitively assertive, grabs one on top of a three-glass-shelved display to look at its price beneath the rock for all places--suddenly, the metal sodered portion being the Cypress Tree itself, that she was holding onto and not the rock, the heavier of the two, separates from that rock that gravity assisted its Newtonian drop back onto its former placing, and in my abate Newton's law, oddly the rock became uncooperative and decided to assure me that my wallet will be opened in due time. 

The rock kissed all three shelves, however, having drawn the attention of the entire store, both employees and fellow shoppers who did not have a friend named Jane, Jane happened to have positioned herself in the exact middle of the glass display, which caused an inversion effect. 

That meant the shelves slanted inward towards us and the rocks and sodered metal trees followed suit. The final count was fourteen handcrafts of which four were unrepairable. My out-of-pocket cost was $300 and that's hefty for 1980--an entire glass shelving opened display case, inclusive.
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