I love markets, theyre my dirty secret, the more cheap, grubby, secondhandy and trailer trashish the markets the better. Today i went to some markets. In sweltering heat i trolled over discarded treasures and castoffs. On a particularly dusty patch of ground laying on a couple of old tarps was a pile of unloved material. Riffling through the hideous patterns and moth eaten tablecloths i stumbled upon the most precious of things. Three to be precise, delicate, patterned, yellowed with vintage yummyness, i claimed these crocheted doilies.we went home together where i will help them start new lives, my dainty little delicacies.
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