okay, okay... so I couldn't pick just one. But they are sort of a set.
I went to Europe all by myself as a crazy 22 year-old (I'll never tell how long ago that was) and was trying to travel light, since my backpack already weighed more than I did.
Among the few purchases that I could justify as more than worth their weight were these lovely buttons. I picked them up from a sweet little old lady at a flea market in Cambridge, just before having my first taste of cider at a local pub. For those of you who think that cider is a nice, refreshing apple juice, perfect for guzzling on a hot day... I learned the hard way this is not so. But I digress...
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