Some of my recent finds.
At the store a man who worked there asked me what exactly a "spirograph" was. I explained how you use it as I was secretly flashing back to my childhood memories of using this. A bit of a treasure to me...and the guy is staring back at me...dirty fingernails, smelling, I mean smelling of heavy cigarette smoke.....like I am speaking Russian. Blank, followed by an " oh ". And that was that. You just had to smile..
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