Wanton destruction of precious antique cans

“Mercy,” my mother comments while walking into an antique store ahead of me.

“Oh, mercy,” my grandmother repeats from behind me. That’s what I’d say after two days of antique shopping. Oh mercy.

It’s been a long time since I’ve gone antiquing with my mom, though I certainly have a lot more patience than I used to. Some of that old junk actually fascinates me. Some of the prices also fascinate me. Who would pay $200 for a coat rack?

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