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What Is a Flea Market

What is a flea market? I asked, unsure. I found all kinds of things not found in the mall. Antiques that brought memories back Things I have never seen anywhere else Things I knew I would never see or find anywhere else again Home made things from creative people Shiny things, feathery things, things of leather. I was overjoyed when I discovered you can lug stuff to a cashier. She will make you a pile and give you a number. My number should have been JACKPOT My pile was huge. \My sister was askance. My car is not big enough for all that, she told me. Not to worry, I replied as they lugged a ten foot suit of armor to the register. I have had to rent a truck to bring that guy home.

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Date: 6/22/2022 12:18:00 PM
Oh my...remind me never to go to a Flea Market or Swap Meet with you, Caren. Or, at least, remind me to bring a truck!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/22/2022 5:23:00 PM
Bring a semi Hank!
Date: 6/22/2022 11:47:00 AM
What a fun write. I thought you were going to say, ten foot suit of armor was going to run behind the car. Hahahah. Have a great day...........
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/22/2022 5:23:00 PM
This really happened - I rented a truck.

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