Something old
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Lately I have been collecting odds and ends from garage sales, flea markets, antique shows, you name it. While browsing, I happened to mention I wanted a vintage pencil sharpener and my Dad told me he had one. Not only any vintage one, the one that was from my grandparents house. He saved it from going to the garbage pile when the wall came down in their place and just saved it in a box, for no reason. I am now a happy owner of a vintage, heirloom pencil sharpener.
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