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behind the bar...
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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And I caught your glance behind the bar - 10 years, is it? and a glance was enough. Pleasant enough husband and beautiful children, enough said, but searching for me on "Dogpile"? Really! I should be offended. What's the matter with Google? In Canada for long? Your accent, by the way, has faded to next to nothing - very good. And your husband sound's positively English. But it was good seeing you, I've been curious. And I see you've been too....
Antiques Roadshow - Rhino Cups worth 1 - 1.5 Million Dollars
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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What pains me is the countless items of similar appearance I myself have overlooked at garage sales and thrift shops.
The items, in this instance, consist of 5 16th & 17th Century carved cups out of rhinoceros horn, worth together between 1 and 1 and a half million dollars.
Link: 'Antiques Roadshow': Most Valuable Find Ever (Video), Item at Antiques Roadshow Breaks Appraisal Record (text), Google Image Search for Carved Rhinoceros Horn
Dumped Nazi Gold in Stolpsee Lake
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From the Mail Online, a group of unidentified German Businessman are about to attempt searching Stolpsee Lake in Northern Germany for Nazi Gold rumored to have been dumped there during WW2.
Link: Adventurers search for dumped Nazi gold worth a billion pounds in German lake
Update: Israeli scours German Lake for Jewish Gold and, more generally, other rumored Nazi Treasure Hoards: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/history/world-war-two/8689091/Nazi-looting-treasure-hunters-hope-to-turn-myths-into-reality.html
at a cafe being served by
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- Category: Dreams
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I'm at a cafe with (??) and we're being served by Sheryll. An old girlfriend, I didn't know she worked here but I'm pleasantly surprised, she's grown plumper, wearing a ridiculous white shirt with double bow ties hanging from the collar, we banter - momentarily - and then she tells me that if she'd wanted to she could have "sold out" or "sold herself" (I'm not sure which) a long time ago, then runs off to serve another table.
Now where we're sitting we can see the other waitresses, all dressed in fine lingerie, corsets and stockings, the way the restaurant is layed out they walk in circles, always away from us and so all I can see are their fine, plump asses wiggling as they walk on and around a corner...maybe this is what she means by 'sell out' - she's not wearing the uniform, I'm not sure...
This cafe, there are piles of books upon a rail just above the tables, and I can recognize many from my childhood...I read the author - Franklin W Dixon, and the titles, but the name of the series escapes me - one series by him entitled "The Good Samaritan" - that's not it, it's the Hardy brothers, or something like it - and as I look closer I can see that what I thought were the books of my childhood are simply books painted to look like the books of my childhood, although reading the titles brings back a flood of memories and I want to take some of them down and briefly relive them....
I'm making notes on this cafe, trying to describe it - "Probably targeting the Frat Boy set" I write, but everything I write comes out wrong, rude scribbles in my notebook that I can't decipher, it's as if I'm drunk and can't concentrate, focus...
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