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I loved that about flea markets. The feeling of taking something cheap and in most cases tarnished and making it into something new. Something inspiring. I wasn't a great artist or anything, just a girl with a hobby.
The cream colored sweater with black slacks had become her uniform-her self designated nun's habit. Lord knows she was getting any.
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