phoebe took me to a ramshackle junk shop on bethnal green road a few months ago to look at retro crockery, but i could take or leave the cups and saucers after spying the footstool/vanity case in the corner. silky scarlet inside and leatherette outside, it belonged in betty page's boudoir, NOT collecting dust on bric-a-brac lane. we left, but i couldn't stop thinking about it. so a week later i went back, bought it and carried it all the way home.
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