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Jake’s Flea Market

Empty Tables Jake, Hisself Torso For Sale

Saturday morning was cool and the air was crisp. With the sun bathing the world in stark, golden light, it finally felt like autumn. Wrapped in warm clothes, A. and I set out for a day of redneck errands. First, we swung by Jake’s Flea Market in Barto to peruse wares for sale. I picked up two containers for new terrariums and a handmade canvas bag from a guy selling army surplus. Late, our trip took us to Eagle Arms in Breingsville for shitty shot guns and then out to Cabella’s for florescent orange and hunting licenses.

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