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Our third and final antique store of the day was the one we set out for in the first place.

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Housed in an old refurbished mill in Waterville it was a wonderful place, full of charm and character.

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Check out that door!

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It was a bright and airy space with well organized dealers.

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I’ve been searching for an old wall phone exactly like this ever since we built the man cave/ Barn Mahal. This one was dirt cheap…. but the broken mouthpiece and missing crank handle were the reason why. 🥺

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My bunions hurt just looking at these shoes.

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A little bird whimsy for your viewing pleasure.

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Here’s the husband, checking out some vintage golf clubs.

And then?

I turned the corner. Which was a big mistake.

Huge.

Because it was there I found the horrors.

Brace yourself.

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Christ.

As if creepy old dolls don’t give me the heebie jeebies when they’re complete… I have to run into the eyeless, hollow headed, zombie babies from Hell.

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And if you think this one wasn’t so bad?

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The little demon child had teeth!

Ack!

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