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| In the dump |
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| In the former dump |
Every spring, I have a new crop of broken glass underneath my house—our pond used to be a bottle dump for the town back in the day. And this spring I found a silver spoon, too.
fair warning: on block island or manhattan or in missouri, we can be a little salty
5.14.2018
silver days
Every spring, I have a new crop of broken glass underneath my house—our pond used to be a bottle dump for the town back in the day. And this spring I found a silver spoon, too.
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Beautiful. I love the green patina. Is there a name engraved on the handle?
I can't read it. Pam at the Historical Society says this was the dumping ground for the National Hotel when it burned down in like 1905 and was rebuilt within the year. But can't figure out what the initials or words are.
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