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Whose Do You Think This Was

where did it come from? I asked my couisn. I found it over there in the chest. The chest had finally been opened! I stared at the velvet spider bag in her hand. It had probably been a distant relatives. It was fashioned out of turquoise velvet. There was a beaded spider on it and gold tassels. Do you want it?I asked my cousin.She shook her head "no". Whose do you think this was? I asked my mother. She said “No idea, maybe mom’s?” I could not see her mother with it. A chubby farmer’s wife with eleven children Who always had flour on her apron. This was an opera bag. A bag that should have been in Paris or Milan. Can I have it? I asked. It was the most gorgeous piece of the Victorian era I had ever seen. Whatever for? Asked my mother. A woman who despised old things.

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Date: 5/6/2023 8:14:00 PM
I see that you're into 'bags' today: Spider bag... Leather medicine bag... ~ Bag P. Ipes
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/7/2023 2:32:00 AM
I ran across some really pretty bag photos today

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