sell the yard! the garage! market the fleas! everything must go!
so dad and i walked down to the flea markets in the older part of hedgerow woods and it turned out that there is a hedgerow drive and i used to walk down it on the way home from school almost every day for three years of middle school and yet i did not know that that's what it was called or even that there existed a road with the same name as the development. i only got a book and dad got a box, but everywhere we went we kept saying "oh, shal will like this", "this is what michele would buy", etc. etc. which was sorta funny cuz it was all these boxes and tins and jewelry containters. we know you too well, shallerdoodle.