five and dime stores and how as a child, I would stand in front of the toy bins and look at all the plastic toys and yearn for one of them to take home, while my mom was off in other aisles or maybe even in another store all together. Those were different times when it was safer to leave your child unattended. Maybe. Or maybe my mom was not as attentive as she should have been. Doesnt matter. Not in this post. In this post, the point is the five and dime toy bins. And my little fingers softly touching the toys while my heart wanting one SO badly.....
usually I got one, too. Always, always a horse....
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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