My neighbor is moving. He's a good neighbor; quiet, willing to lend a hand and best of all, he lives several houses down the street! Good fences make good neighbors, but in lieu of a fence, several hundred feet works just fine. Anyway, he's moving and trying to clear out decades of debris, clumps of clutter or, as he likes to call them—antiques. "Please stop by and pick up anything you'd like,"he pleaded."We have some really nice pieces and I'd like you to get a look at them before we put everything up for sale."
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