Vintage view: Kitchen collectables
I was poking around enjoying a viewing some year’s ago at a local auction house, when a middleaged dealer I knew, slipped eel-like behind me and down the dusty alley between the lots.
She was gripping something in her diamond encrusted talons, held low in the folds of a long camel hair coat.
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