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I don't speak for women. I don't speak for men. I make movies to encourage people to listen not just to loud groups but to quiet individuals and to judge them as if they were judging themselves. I don't need anyone's permission for that. All I need is to know how to listen. It's something I've been working on for a long time.Pointer

I'm learning how to listen to women - even when they say things that don't make sense. I want to give everyone a chance to do the same - and to benefit from it.

I've decided to export fine art handcrafted by women in Poland to America. High quality handcrafted art produced by high quality women deserves to be shared. The more I can sell stateside to people who know the difference, the more I can buy from those whose worthy hands to continue the fight for openness and equality, a fight that I've taken to the world wide web.

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A Short History of a Little Girl, Part 1

With a large group of women assembled at the Vagina Cafe, its proprietor begins to tell her autobiographical history of a little girl and her awakening to her true nature, inspired in part by a fairy tale written by Sergei Kozlov entitled, How the Hedgehog Changed His Fur.

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Love and hope. I say the words and I still wonder what it means.

I think of all the images, the poems, the quotes, the songs, the stories. The symbols.

I think of my own work, the Fiction Corpus, which I tested and analyzed because I too wanted to know what it was about. Sure enough, the words love and hope were two of the most frequent words I had used.

Clearly love and hope are a potent fuel. They've driven many a work of art. The've helped create many beautiful things. Maybe that's it.

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Use of Love in Michal's FictionCorpusMargo on a trampoline

An image of young Michal sitting on a potty in front of a typewriter

Michal's Fiction Corpus of Acceptance Literature (FiCAL) is presented under the Bare Bottom imprint. It is currently comprised of six bodies of work, each representing a different pillar of culture and incorporating a wide variety of writhing styles.

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Use of Love in Death to McDonalds

An aerial view of Dodger Stadium in the foreground, with an imaginary partially submerged Los Angeles behind

A story bible for a comic book series set in a post climate-change California narrated by eight characters who live through a natural disaster that sinks Los Angeles and triggers a war with an expansionist Mexican government covertly supported by China.

Frame #78

yo - jayce knows how to put the .wo. in woman doesnt she. its what i want to say every time i see her.

Justin Bieber

26 July, 1:10 PM

Frame #51

expedia - you got hg. how about games. i suggest men-a-random. its one of those role-playing ones. you would do well as a secretary. yuk yuk.

Justin Bieber

26 July, 11:55 AM

Frame #2874

i look at twitter and i see a carefree man. a man of love. a man who needs the easy way. and he thinks thats mexico. so crazy.

Chase Credit

28 August, 12:52 PM

Frame #136

the beach isnt too crowded. nothing like a tuesday afternoon. and a cool snap. and of course a high squid alert.

Justin Bieber

27 July, 3:50 PM

Frame #138

there is a fine looking lady walking down the beach. i need a good line.

Justin Bieber

27 July, 4:57 PM

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Use of Love in The Gospel of Jesus H.

A picture of the planet Mars

An experimental science fiction Christology that makes Jesus the hard boiled narrator of his own early years on a bizarro earth made dark by volcanic ash and informally ruled by a man from Mars who sells bottled air.

Now, for a while, you could buy your very own Panzer-Tank filter - that's what made Cheap Alaskan Air so good. But then, the anti-trust verdict said no. You could still buy the very same filter, but under a very different name, since you couldn't sell both filters and bottled air in the same company, not according to most anti-trust guidelines. So, where once was only 'Panzer-Tank Air,' was now 'Panzer-Tank Air' and 'Best Filters,' which also produced face masks. This move was good for companies, because now, instead of buying large Panzer-Tank filters at high prices with all the Panzer-Tank Air that came with it (which was sort of useless if you were buying your own filter), they could buy a Best Filter instead, which came with nothing at all at half the price. But where the company gained, the individual consumer suffered, because now, instead of being able to buy a bottle of Cheap Alaskan Air with a face mask, he or she was forced to buy a bottle of Cheap Alaskan Air, and then buy a Best Face Mask, which was the only face mask compatible with the smallest, most portable bottles of Cheap Alaskan Air, but which cost twice as much as anything else. Therefore, in order to wear the chic bottles - not to mention the designer and custom-made bottles - one had to pay nearly three times as much as before, and, if you didn't care for chic, you still had to buy a separate mask for every bottle, since (under safety guidelines developed on Mars) every mask had to be permanently attached (upon purchase) to a bottle, even if that bottle were not refillable - and most designer bottles were not. Therefore, after the split, even the most economical consumers of bottled air were paying, on the whole, twice as much as before.

Verse 78 from the chapter called Childhood

My grandmother told her own story: "We were eleven years old, my sister and I. We were traveling with other children: some younger, some older. We were - all of us - very hungry. One day, we found this old woman living on her own - actually, some young boys told us about her. They said, 'This woman has a chamber with bread and cheese. Go to her house and ask for bread. Meanwhile, we'll go and steal the food.' So we went to the woman. We told her how hungry we were; we asked for bread. She was very kind: she gave us soup - very good soup - and bread. We left very grateful for the woman's kindness, and felt sorry, since we knew that the boys had robbed her. They took half a round of cheese - white cheese: it was very good. They took all of her bread; we ate everything she had. A few days later, while passing through some other village, one of the girls with us died of typhus. During the funeral, we went to confess, but all of us kept going to the back of the line - we were scared, since the girl had died. Finally, the priest took notice, and, leading us to the sacristy, said, 'Why do you children keep going to the back?' We answered, 'Forgive us, Father, for we have sinned.' He was very surprised. 'We all share the same grave sin,' we said. 'We were hungry, and we robbed a woman of her food.' The priest said: 'You have not sinned: you did not take her food out of spite or for pleasure, but because you were hungry.' And he blessed us that very same day, the whole gang, right there in the sacristy."

Verse 75 from the chapter called Childhood

As terrible as faking an old hand-tinted photograph was, it was perfectly alright to have your own photograph taken, preferably by daguerreotype or calotype, and have it hand-tinted. These were especially popular for gravestones. Of course, the elite could afford to have many portraits of themselves taken, but the poorer classes were usually restricted to making death portraits. It was a poor man indeed who couldn't afford to have his own hand-tinted daguerreotype or calotype death portrait prepared. That man died ashamed.

Verse 17 from the chapter called Childhood

In those days, people didn't trust any central government. Americans didn't trust Washington. The Poles didn't trust Warsaw or Washington. Why should they have? They were fake cities, made by fiat. Nobody wanted to live there. Washington, D.C. had a foggy bottom; Warsaw had the worst soil around - what a perfect place for a capital! Berlin was a backwater town. What made them great? Power! Resources coordinated! Levée en masse! The spoils of war! Nothing else: they would still be villages. They are the most unnatural monsters ever created. People felt it. One by one, they started to wonder: why doesn't Washington, D.C. worry more about Washington, D.C.? Why doesn't Warsaw worry about Warsaw? What gives them the right to worry about everybody else? Why do we have capitals?

Verse 86 from the chapter called Childhood

Ten years before I was born, the first treaty designed to limit the amount of pollutants in the air was signed by the great powers. That year, negotiations began for the next treaty. The major problem was making the burden equitable, not an easy thing to do, considering how different each nation's economy was. After almost seven years of negotiations, an agreement was signed. However, it was never ratified by the U.S. Senate, owing to renewed tensions. Nevertheless, the great powers voluntarily observed the various limitations imposed by the treaty, and, three years later, the year I was born, negotiations began which, this time, focused on reducing, not just limiting, the amount of dangerous pollutants in the air. These negotiations did not produce a treaty until I was nine years old.

Verse 88 from the chapter called Childhood

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Use of Love in Sex for Children

A drawing of a man between a woman's legs in front of another man in a hospital bed

A literature book narrated by a pair of siblings on either side of the Atlantic whose profoundly weird sexual experiences pose a serious challenge to their traditional understanding of mathematicians, marriage, gay young men and God.

Perhaps a glare from the lights of the console: I couldn't see them from where I was, but, perhaps, owing to Nike's hunched-over position (which he would only relax when he was looking down his nose, at which point, he was leaning back in his chair - but only briefly, as then he would lean forward again), with his body thus contracted, the lights from the console may have been reflecting off his face, concentrating under his brow - but, I suppose, it may have been a reflection from the dashboard, angled as it was towards the driver, or maybe a combination thereof - regardless, there was a distinct glare on his face, and, hollowing out his features, he looked like the devil's minion, or, at least, someone trapped in hell: either a weary traveler misled, or a duty-bound man who was chafing against the fiber of his will.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 2, Understanding Physical Desire, Paragraph 2, Clauses 5-6

As for the last one, this is how it began.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 1, Relations Between Siblings, Paragraph 6

Khrushchev was obsessed with agriculture for his entire political career. He sent Brezhnev, his future successor, all the way to Kazakhstan to supervise an experimental program in cultivation. He sent thousands of workers to Siberia so that they could develop millions of acres of untouched land. And for what? For nothing: they were all failures. But that was his dream. International communism was not as important to him, in my opinion. I think the obsession began when he was a young man, in his twenties, when his first wife died in a famine. And the irony is, before the war, he helped Stalin practically destroy agriculture in the first place, with all their collectivization schemes. That's certainly one thing he decided not to mention when he made his secret speech. Because he was very interested in reform, and he used that speech to disgrace his rivals - but he loved Stalin.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 27, Penetration, Paragraph 99, Clauses 2-12

He was leaning into himself - hunched-over, yes - but searching, not only on the outside, but within: looking for a reason not to be there, wondering why he had to be so obsessed.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 2, Understanding Physical Desire, Paragraph 9

Nike was actually very confused. On the one hand, he was aware that he wanted the woman; on the other hand, he was aware that he didn't want to want the woman. This confused him. Was he obsessing over a woman? Or was he obsessing over the fact that he was looking for a woman? If he stopped looking, what would happen? On the one hand, he would never find her. That would be a terrible failure. On the other hand, if he stopped looking, the search would be over: that, in itself, would be successful. He could go home.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 2, Understanding Physical Desire, Paragraph 11

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Use of Love in Tsiga Tsiga Tsiga

Bullets whizzing by a statue of Nikola Tesla

A collection of stories featuring a sexy Parisian ghost, a spooky Moon base full of vagina-faced aliens, a policeman with an Irish name, a truck full of watermelons, a flautist, and a man who has to see another man about a diseased horse.

"You are the jewel of our race," he told the champion of the west. "May the Bhag Indra bless you. May the Bhag Mithra be with you. Take our people south. Conquer the towns of the two rivers [i.e., the Tigris and Euphrates]. Go to the holy mountain, the Harrah Berezati. Offer up our swords to the holy host."

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a man with a sharp sword

"We who have displeased the Bhag with our complacence will fight each other to the death. Our champion will carry our swords to the holy Harrah Berezati [i.e., literally, the high watchtower, mountain abode of the gods]. He will offer them in sacrifice. This is the will of Gog."

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a man who cuts heads first

Gog touched the heavenly stones. The sages claimed they had come from the Bhag Indra himself. They were gifts of fire. To fire they ought to be returned. Gog took them to the holy furnace of Atar. In honor of the great Bhag, he sacrificed a small forest.

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a tribe of fierce warriors

Gog laughed. He cried, "Lizard woman, you picked the wrong man to way-lay. I have slain my entire family. Who are you to parry with me?" He drew the sword of Gog, the Skin Smoother of the Matiani. It swam like crystal in the morning light. The woman gulped. She tightened her grip. She tentatively pointed her sword forward. Gog beat Neck-smoother against it. The blade bent. The woman stared at it. After a moment, she gave Gog an icy stare. She stepped backwards. She put the tip of the sword onto the ground. She used her foot to bend it straight

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring volcanoes

The woman threw the sword away. She crouched low. She prepared to defend herself with her bare hands. Gog sheathed his sword. He grappled with the woman. He couldn't stop smiling-even as she bit his jaw. Gog cried out. He tried to laugh his way through the pain. He pulled the woman back by her hair. He whispered, "I like you."

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a man searching for the gods

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Use of Love in Sorry Ms. Jackson

Chiseled letters from an ancient stone tablet hanging on a wall

A real play. With drama in it. Talk fast. It takes two hours. Set in a guest house. In a small community. After a murder. Lots of suspicion. The characters learn to listen to each other. It's funny.

MS. JACKSON: (to LESBIAN)

Would you like some tea?

LESBIAN: That would be lovely.

MS. JACKSON: Come with me. How about you, dear?

ALICE: No, thanks.

MS. JACKSON: Are you sure?

ALICE: I'm fine.

– ACT I, lines 433-438

MS. JACKSON: When were you in Fiji?

LESBIAN: Not too long ago. I stayed in a hut just like the villagers do. It was part of a hotel on a secluded beach. It was absolutely gorgeous. The island is very touristy though - more than some of the others I've been to. The dance I'm thinking of was part of the welcoming ceremony. It occurs to me that despite being technically part of Melanesia, the dances of Fiji have much in common with Polynesian dances. There's that same emphasis on the word and the use of the arms and the hands.

ALICE: Where have you seen Polynesian dances?

LESBIAN: In New Zealand.

ALICE: Is New Zealand part of Polynesia?

LESBIAN: Yes.

ALICE: I didn't even realize.

FLETCHER: You assumed they were all tropical beaches.

LESBIAN: When I was on the islands of New Guinea and New Britain, I saw some very different dancing.

MS. JACKSON: Do tell.

– ACT I, lines 404-413

GREY GOOSE: No swearing.

MS. JACKSON: That's right.

GREY GOOSE: Do you deny that you betrayed me?

MS. JACKSON: I deny nothing.

GREY GOOSE: Must you persist in this contempt for my personal dignity?

MS. JACKSON: Where was this concern for dignity when you were molesting my cook?

GREY GOOSE: You are grossly mistaken.

MS. JACKSON: I'm the one who had to listen to her weep.

GREY GOOSE: Kokomo's not as innocent as you seem to think.

MS. JACKSON: Don't tell me she was after you.

– ACT I, lines 281-290

(MS. JACKSON and LESBIAN exit. FLETCHER enters with a towel and massage oil, followed by ALICE)

FLETCHER: Sweet almond: not a bad choice: generic but effective.

ALICE: I'm not the fancy type.

FLETCHER: Yarrow is definitely good for inflammation.

ALICE: You're just bitter I didn't pick the ylang-ylang.

FLETCHER: I am bitter - not surprised. You don't need an aphrodisiac.

ALICE: Are you that good?

FLETCHER: I meant for my sake.

– ACT I, lines 546-552

FLETCHER: I lost my virginity to a married woman. Her husband was abroad - had been for several months. She did plan on joining him, but she loved sex - she admitted it - more than she loved her husband. Then again, I didn't really know the man. Maybe he was the same way. Maybe he was a scoundrel. Some women are just crazy. I was doing work on her balcony at the time. She would undress in front of me through the window. She even let me watch her masturbate. I was around eighteen years old. She was forty. I had no idea what to do. I couldn't do anything, anyway. I was surrounded by my crewmates. When we finished, we packed up and we left. I didn't see her for several weeks. In due course, we bumped into each other at one of the local pubs. She asked me how I was doing. I told her I was fine. I bought her a few drinks. She asked me to take her home. I did. On her front porch, as she was removing her keys from her pocket, she dropped something.

ALICE: A condom.

FLETCHER: How did you know?

ALICE: I guessed.

FLETCHER: Is that something you've done?

ALICE: I've never done it. I assume, if you want to get your point across, that's the most powerful way.

FLETCHER: It's true. I couldn't help myself. I had to go up to her room.

ALICE: Did you like it?

FLETCHER: I loved it - as it was happening. When we were finished, I felt as dirty as a pig. She wanted me to come every Wednesday afternoon like clockwork.

ALICE: Did you?

– ACT I, lines 642-651

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Use of Love in Miscellaneous Dingbats

The title of the book at the end of a string of miscellaneous dingbats

A story book full of short fiction stories. An interesting bedtime mystery. A fairy tale. Science fiction romance. Adult life. Uninspiring gay fiction. Horror.

We need only refer to nineteenth century French literature to confirm this. According to Anatole France, Saint Paphnutius was destroyed by a look. Struck by the sight of Thais on stage, as she played the role of pure-hearted Polyxena, lifting the curtain with her white arm, pride and resignation in her violet eyes, the hermit monk, sent to save the whore from her dissipation, grew so infatuated with her image, learning later she was on her death bed, surrounded by her fellow nuns, he begged her petulantly not to die, rejecting Heaven, as she rose, moments before her final breath, to proclaim a vision of God with such rapture in her eyes, it held for poor Paphnutius the profound emptiness of his own soul. He turned into a vampire. That is the power of a look.

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that may ease one's sense of discomfort depending on your outlook

I remember Woodstock. Parts of it. I'm not talking about the concert. I wish I was. Peace, love, understanding. What a riot that was. I'm talking about the town in the present day. I'm talking about the worst camping trip I've ever been on. I learned everything I should've known about America.

– from “Woodstock,” a life story based on true events, namely the author's

I knew my sister was in love with one of them. So what? It didn't change anything. It didn't change our fate. We had the future of a population on our heads. You can't walk away from that. We had to fight to the death. Like it or not. Right up on that hill. In the middle of the cemetary. It seemed like the right place to do it. I think it was my brother's idea. Not Gaio. The middle one. Lucio. Like I said we didn't know who was the oldest or who was the youngest. But I always teased Gaio for being the romantic one. It made him the youngest. In my eyes.

– from “The Testament of Publio Orazio,” a horror story based on family values coming straight out of Roman mythology

Indiana gave us an embarrassed look. I smiled. I watched her slip the stick back into the bucket. Grandmother stretched out her hand. As usual, she was carrying a rag.

Indiana took it. She wiped the drops of water she spilled. She turned her head. "What did I do?" she asked. We chuckled.

Mother explained the custom of keeping a cherry branch next to the fireplace. If it bloomed on Christmas Eve, it would bring good luck.

"I guess it helps to know how long a branch takes to bloom," said Indiana.

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that may help put fears to rest depending on your outlook

"No, no, no," said Grandmother. "The fourth of December is St. Barbara's Day. Girls who wanted to be married would put the branch in the water as a way of invoking her help. If it bloomed on Christmas Eve, the maiden would be married the following year."

"Why St. Barbara?"

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that might ease one's sense of distaste depending on your outlook

Love is the answer...

What are we waiting for? Let's accept it!

Are you a eunuch?

The art show that defies abuse

Filth, Portraiture

Censorship says everything...as should modern wall art

It's natural to hide dirty things. They're embarrassing. But we need to keep in mind that when we hide things that are difficult, we make them seem dirty when they're really something else entirely. And when we keep things that are easy in plain sight, we make them seem clean when they really aren't. That is dangerous.

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Lot 1: Silesian Handicrafts

  1. T-shirt fundraiser for sale

    Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser for sale.

    Last T-Shirt with the logo that I designed. Pointer

    From a set of, I believe, twenty produced by Margo and given out to a portion of the last 20 women to finish the 20th anniversary Fiat Road Race in Bielsko-Biała, cf. the movie. This is the last one left in it's original packaging and my supporters - like the poor women of Bielsko - are going to have to fight for it. Whoever invests the most money with me, and who lets me borrow it to invest in the next lot, will not only be rewarded with some beautiful piece of art, but will get this priceless t-shirt as a reward for being my top supporter. $1000.00 or best offer. Remember to authorize me to hold the sum as credit against a future purchase and to authorize me to borrow against it.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #1 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  2. Felt handbag for sale

    Handcrafted felt handbag for sale.

    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

    Entirely hand-sewn. Base: polyester felt, 100% PE. Motif: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Unique and inimitable design. Inside: cotton fabric, closes with zipper, inside pocket. Available now for $220.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #2 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  3. Decorative collar for sale

    Handcrafted decorative collar for sale.

    Decorative collar by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Ethnic layered cloth jewelry constructed on a cotton base and adorned with ribbons, tassels, and a yellow fringe. Fastened on the side with 11 buttons, fitted entirely with a pleasant lining. The style is an Indo-Asian-African multinational color combination. The collar is very extravagant and an extraordinary addition to any clothing, guaranteed to attract attention. Just a simple dress and a unique image is ready. Dry-cleaning recommended. Available now for $200.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #3 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  4. Seamless handbag for sale

    Handcrafted seamless handbag for sale.

    Handbag by Sylwia. Pointer

    Handmade from felted all-natural Australian and South American wool. Entirely felted, seamless. Finished with a white lining, inside is a small pocket. Lining is sewn and stitched in by hand. Available now for $180.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #4 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  5. Patchwork quilt for sale

    Handcrafted patchwork quilt for sale.

    Patchwork quilt by Alicja. Pointer

    Bedspread made of cotton and polyester material. Inserted with polyester lining. 90 by 70 cm. Available now for $120.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #5 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  6. Nuno-felt shawl for sale

    Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl for sale.

    Shawl by Sylwia. Pointer

    Scarf made ​​with the nuno felting technique (wet felting fibre into a silk gauze) using South American wool. Two-sided scarf with latticework at the ends. Wholly in the colors red, black, green in an abstract pattern. Available now for $100.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #6 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  7. Clara the doll for sale

    Handcrafted clara the doll for sale.

    Clara by Alicja. Pointer

    Clara loves roses and greenery, adores tormenting spiders with long legs and sleeping soundly in the afternoon. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #7 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  8. Noah the doll for sale

    Handcrafted noah the doll for sale.

    Noah by Alicja. Pointer

    Noah doesn't know what to like and what not to like but keeps wondering and thinking about it. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #8 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  9. Black suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted black suspenders for sale.

    Black suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders from black material with a rose motif on one side and striped cotton on the other. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #9 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  10. Orange suspenders for sale

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    Orange suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and orange material with a Polish floral folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #10 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  11. Green suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted green suspenders for sale.

    Green suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and green material with a mountain folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #11 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  12. Felt earrings for sale

    Handcrafted felt earrings for sale.

    Felt earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Pendant of anti-allergenic metal. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #12 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  13. Round ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted round ceramic earrings for sale.

    Round ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #13 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  14. Oblong ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings for sale.

    Oblong ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #14 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  15. 'Coral' necklace for sale

    Handcrafted 'coral' necklace for sale.

    Corals by Sylwia. Pointer

    Necklace made ​​of cotton pieces with organdy and decorated with beads, suspended on cotton strings. Can be worn as a necklace, as a brooch or as a belt tied at the side. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #15 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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