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     Today I started a new Instagram account for my thrift store stuff. I was driving around for work listening to TED Talks and I realized that thrift shopping is the one thing I do that I enjoy all the time. I don't know, maybe it will lead somewhere, but if anything it's something I can feel good about.
     I'm in a weird place right now. Vick and I are on the rocks and I'm moving out of Raptor House. I'm moving in with a friend and I'm actually pretty optimistic; it's a much bigger place and it's not falling apart, I'll have lots of room to do art and store my thrifted items. My friend is also interested in thrift shopping and resale and we both are thinking of trying to start up resale businesses. I'm not sure what the next year is going to look like but I think it's the start of a new type of life for me.
     Anyway, if you find this go follow me on Instagram. My account there is also High Desert Jezebel.

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