The morning after Holi. Floor still feels disgusting even though I wiped it. Couldn't sleep last night because the man with the party boat (I live by the river they live on it) was having a party. I usually don't mind I'm not a moaner, but when waking up at 4...
I don't know why boot sale is on my list, just intrigued I think. Well, we made our way as the sun rose and well... I won't be doing it again. After spending hours standing in the middle of junk central I felt like burning all my stuff to get rid of it. A woman spent about 20 minutes deliberating over a pile of cds then tried to return them. I fail to believe people enjoy this experience. Along with the change I took from my change collection I had 50 pounds so I can't complain. But never again. Maybe when I'm over 50...60.
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| 4.30 dark outside, sunglasses at the ready to hide the eyes |
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| My buddy's stall, shes selling vintage stuff |
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| My junk |
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