I like road trips and rest stops and traffic signals. I like to get lost and stop on the side of the road. I like cloverleaf interchanges and jug handles and old vintage postcards of other people's travels. I will forever love Boris Bally. Sometimes I can't catch my breath over it all. So I buy things. Like this. And sigh. I've decided to keep the feathers that I have collected in it. I don't know where they've been but they somehow landed here.
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