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| my great great uncle owned ships. based in san francisco they would sale to asia, the east coast, around "the horn", no panama canal, and to europe. his daughters, were two crazy old ladies and even though their house had a dozen bedrooms you couldn't stay over cuz there was no room. anywhere. there was shit from all over the world. once they gave me a little ornate box made from three differnt metals. inside was a bunch of teeny tiny toys and shoes and books. but the best thing was alittle pill box. you open up and inside was another very small box about half a centimentre cubed. it opened like a matchbox, you know sort of slid out like a drawer. the drawer was a room with an art deco floor and in the centre of the room, carved out of one grain of rice was a bride and groom. in the kind of detail that just made me want to crush it between my fingers. it really freaked me out. i still have it but i've only looked at it that one time. |
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