I love thrift store shopping especially in the dear town of Kirksville. There's always something interesting. Even if it's not aesthetically pleasing, it brings about a giggle or pleasant feeling. Because of my recent success at thrift stores I wrote this little diddle.
The magical journeys of thrift store shoppers
as they search through the past possessions of some mysterious being
trying to guess the memories the objects hold
and looking for memories of their own.
Finding value in that which was often devalued
and obviously de-owned by it's previous holders.
Handing over a hodge podge of change and crinkled bills
and walking away with a new treasure in hand
and a smile on their face.
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