Yard sales seem so innocent, though no one ever actually sells their yards. But sometimes a bad apple will stroll among the gawkers. Mr. Swop is one such bad apple. He has bad skin, it looks almost gnarled, and his smile is more like a snarl. He hunts for things that get put on sale by mistake. Like the rare collectable that mom thought was just another doll. He will come back later when people realize the mistake has been made, and THEN the true bargaining begins.
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STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
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