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Perhaps, a cultural introduction

Getting to know the word from all angles...

Michal's wrestling with the potential of enhancing his stupendous Fiction Corpus with a fable about gregorian calendars; cites fatigueDictionary icon

I don't doubt the potency of harnessing English as a worldwide standard. I do question the altogether plodding technique by which English is taught.Pointer

Strengthening one's intimacy with a language isn't like pioneering a wider canal. A language is not merely an instrument that you can teach yourself to wield with a greater amount of precision. A living tongue can't be dissected from the philosophical currents of a recognized nation of which it is a description. A language isn't recited; it happens - and keeps happening as long as a circle of people keeps using it.

To make a pupil recite English is to deprive her of its cultural context. A worthy educator must have a strategy for introducing it; the discerning pupil ventures out to seek it.

A dictionary can be an influential tool. A decent dictionary will define a language on the basis of a specific corpus, a body of written works of varying size and consistency. A corpus might include everything from a book about literature to a bunch of slash fiction. I labored on my "voluminous" Fiction Corpus to form a specific sort of dictionary based on the ability of one man to tell a story in myriad forms. It is a labor of love and listening.

I have shaped a million words and I have codified them, reformulating them - not merely to teach English vocabulary but to describe the human soul, and to pressure that soul or spirit not just to recite but to happen.

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A Better Way to Define English: Grouped into Eight Types of WordsPointer

Type 2 Answers the Question, "How?"

The 8 types of words can be associated with the days of the week in the Acceptance calendar. Monday, or Labor Day respresents the "How"

Help End Mobbing With ArtOne of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

Strength and dignity are her clothing...

Proverbs 31:25

Author's Note: I have been enjoined from sharing the details of my true romance adventure until such time that the other party is prepared to present her perspective on the affair arrangement...Pointer

When I arrived in Europe on the 20th of June, 2011, I had no plan and certainly no idea that by the end of the week I would be practicing photography with a woman I had never met, a naturist who had never before allowed herself to be photographed nude. It was the first of a whole series of firsts for the both of us.

Though as an artist I had been working on body acceptance since the start of my career, and as a one-time practicing figure model was used to being nude in a social setting, I had been left largely unexposed to the community of naturists and nudists working towards the same goal of promoting the human being. Visiting nude beaches and resorts along the East Coast and participating in events organized around New York by Young Naturists America, I was left hungry for more and had come to Europe to see things from their side of the pond. Margo was my introduction.

I had grown up in America. Land of opportunity. I came of age in the booming 90s when everything was possible. She had grown up in Poland. She had come of age at a time when the Soviets were making sure that there wasn't even anything to eat in the country. I couldn't even properly translate the word "opportunity" into Polish.

6,000 miles. One car. One tent. We started learning how to listen. We started learning how to open up. We started cooperating. Even when we were angry, even when it was so difficult that it didn't seem like it would turn out well, we stuck it out. We completed the trip and we came back happy. We had beaten the devil on the road. Back home more devils were waiting to abuse us. More anger. More fear. More sadness. This time we were prepared. This time we had each other and we could harken back to the joy and the trust and the suprise that 6,000 miles had created. We could remember what it was like to live in one tent.

One of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

6,000 miles across Europe with a complete stranger

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During our trip across Europe, Margo very bravely opened up to me and to the camera. It was a difficult thing to do considering the scars that she carries. I wanted to share with the world her often joyful, often sad, often angry but always liberating experience except that the Internet is full of pictures of naked women and men and full of trolls who abuse them.

I realized that what I really need to point out is not the openness that Margo and I cultivated between ourselves, but the darkness that continues to surround us. When I censor nudity, I do so in a way that does not compromise the integrity of the human body. In censoring the photographs that Margo and I took during our trip, I was quick to notice that in those pictures where Margo was at her most open, at her most unguarded and most relaxed, in a word, when she was herself and basking in the sun I was forced to blacken her completely.

Why does our society drive people into darkness? Why can we not accept ourselves as we are? Why can we not accept our bodies? Have we truly become eunuchs? Or are we capable of defying the sickness that pits us against each other? Together we could conquer the devils that abuse us.

Whether you enjoy being nude or not, whether you've been photographed nude or not, but especially if, for you, like for Margo, it's something you never thought you would do, consider submitting your own photograph to be published in a censored manner as a form of protest against the ubiquitous presence of the human body on the internet, naked or not, that is published and duplicated ad infinitum without context and without regard for the identity or the needs of the individual being depicted.

Michal's Dictionary:
Understanding the word Perhaps

A word can represent many things. First and foremost it represents a type of gesture. A specific way of speaking. A specific way of inscribing a mark. A specific way of moving your hand. To know one of these kinds of gestures is to know how to pronounce the word perhaps in some kind of way.

If you want to communicate an idea using the word perhaps, you will need to know what other people are made to think when you make the gesture. You will never have complete awareness of or control over the associations or identities that are invoked by a set of words, but you can know what was and what is a single word's jointly accepted definition, at least for a given place, thereby tracing a direction which will help you to understand what kinds of associations and identities are driving its use.

By using the word yourself, you enter into a long-standing albeit oftentimes unconscious debate over its definition, forever entangling yourself into the history of its use. The way you use it, and which other words you use it with carries weight.

The more you know about where the word perhaps is located in the fabric of a language, the better you will be at exploiting its cultural power.

Pronunciation of PerhapsMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish a pronunciation for the word perhaps.

Video of me pronouncing "perhaps."

Definition of PerhapsMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish the definition of perhaps.

I'm sure it won't take too long.

Common use of perhaps in illustrative example sentencesMargo on a trampoline

  1. Perhaps you should try calling him again. You never know.

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Usage of Perhaps in Michal's Fiction CorpusMargo on a trampoline

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Michal's Fiction Corpus of Acceptance Literature (FiCAL) is presented under the Bare Bottom imprint. It is currently comprised of six bodies of work, each representing a different pillar of culture and incorporating a wide variety of writhing styles.

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Perhaps, a morphological approach

I have yet to make a morphological analysis of the word perhaps.

That doesn't mean it's not high on my list.

Table of Frequency for the Word "Perhaps."

This table lists in descending order the total number of times that the word perhapsand any of its morphological derivations appears in the Fiction Corpus, along with a breakdown of frequency by title, the respective rank of each word in the complete list of all words in the Corpus, as calculated both densely and competitively, as well as the percent increase in frequency of the word over the frequency of the next lowest rank in the complete list.

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Percent Increase over next rankRANKWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
densecompetitivemodern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to publish the table of frequency for the word perhaps, but I will get to it shortly. -Michal

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Usage of Perhaps in Death to McDonalds

An aerial view of Dodger Stadium in the foreground, with an imaginary partially submerged Los Angeles behind

A story bible for a comic book series set in a post climate-change California narrated by eight characters who live through a natural disaster that sinks Los Angeles and triggers a war with an expansionist Mexican government covertly supported by China.

Frame #6097

now lowes wants to discuss the possible necessity and perhaps the simple prudence of locking up the boy. cause after all he might be a spy.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

22 December, 1:30 PM

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Usage of Perhaps in The Gospel of Jesus H.

A picture of the planet Mars

An experimental science fiction Christology that makes Jesus the hard boiled narrator of his own early years on a bizarro earth made dark by volcanic ash and informally ruled by a man from Mars who sells bottled air.

The Krupnik turned to the tiller and started the engine. Without another word, we began floating down the cobblestone road. The drive was aggravatingly slow; Jesus felt silly. The Krupnik, on the other hand, was surprisingly calm. Perhaps he was used to driving electric trucks, or perhaps he was already reconciled with the fact that Jesus was going to have to be paid.

Verse 68 from the chapter called Arms

Standing outside in the alleyway, Jesus would stare at the sign on the opposite wall. It was disgusting: both alley and sign, but especially the sign, which dangled over its old, abandoned storefront like a dead monkey. One of its two chains had broken from its plastic D-ring and now the sign, suspended from only one of its steel chains, hung unevenly, twisting about in the strong, dusty wind. The sign, painted on wood, was left untouched presumably for its old-fashioned look, or else for its macabre character. It was a profile of a black dog with a long rat's tail: an old, emaciated bitch with three pendulous teats coming down from her meager gut. The vandals who had repeatedly done damage to the alleyway in the past had probably respected the powerful gruesomeness of the image. Perhaps the store had been some kind of curio shop or else some kind of witchcraft accessory store. That hungry bitch with a rat's tail had probably been somebody's favorite familiar, thought Jesus.

Verse 196 from the chapter called Adolescence

Jesus smiled. Perhaps she knew something about destiny. Perhaps he should tell her his mission, his oath, his communication with the Godhead, her own cosmic significance - perhaps not - he thought to himself - perhaps he should do it later.

Verse 1041 from the chapter called Security

Clouds brought fire to man. That cold breath of wet air that separates the positive away from the negative by lifting the positive up into the higher regions and leaving the rest alone, clumped together and shivering, decided to leave at the very bottom of the clouds a small blanketlike layer of the positive, which, for a while, protected Earth from the negative's wrath, but which was quickly devoured by that great mass and, giving way, permitted a fiery discharge of negative currents to come crashing down toward the Earth, summoning up, by methods I fail to understand, an opposing discharge from the point that otherwise would have been struck, which, as I've been told, met the fiery discharge approximately fifty meters above the ground and caused a great luminosity to flash and propagate itself back toward the clouds, reaching speeds near one-tenth the speed of light and temperatures around thirty-thousand Kelvin which heated the air and sent a massive shock wave expanding at supersonic speeds in either direction for about a meter before decaying into a sound wave, a massive clap, that rang in the ears of the first upright man to hear it, who saw the Light, who knew it to be God, or at least someone or something who was very angry - at him, perhaps, which made his whole hairy body stand on end and which scared the living bejesus out of him.

Verse 1 from the chapter called Security

That's what she feared the most - that's what she desired: to disappear. Not knowing what it meant, she feared it; knowing that what she had was unacceptable, she desired it: disappearance from the world: her scariest, most appealing thought. To call it suicidal was, perhaps, too strong - or, what I really mean is: too dangerous - but, nevertheless, that's what popped into my head every now and again, especially when she shared her feelings - even though I never actually noticed the scars that would necessarily have appeared if she indeed had been cutting herself, which is what she always claimed. Perhaps I decided unconsciously never to look. If so, it was not an act of faith on my part - more like cowardice and shame.

Verse 436 from the chapter called Bohemia

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Usage of Perhaps in Sex for Children

A drawing of a man between a woman's legs in front of another man in a hospital bed

A literature book narrated by a pair of siblings on either side of the Atlantic whose profoundly weird sexual experiences pose a serious challenge to their traditional understanding of mathematicians, marriage, gay young men and God.

Perhaps a glare from the lights of the console: I couldn't see them from where I was, but, perhaps, owing to Nike's hunched-over position (which he would only relax when he was looking down his nose, at which point, he was leaning back in his chair - but only briefly, as then he would lean forward again), with his body thus contracted, the lights from the console may have been reflecting off his face, concentrating under his brow - but, I suppose, it may have been a reflection from the dashboard, angled as it was towards the driver, or maybe a combination thereof - regardless, there was a distinct glare on his face, and, hollowing out his features, he looked like the devil's minion, or, at least, someone trapped in hell: either a weary traveler misled, or a duty-bound man who was chafing against the fiber of his will.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 2, Understanding Physical Desire, Paragraph 2, Clauses 5-6

Right now, it's still Monday morning; the sun is shining through the window: there's nothing mournful about that: it's the sign of a new beginning, the promise of a fresh week to start work, to exercise oneself before the freedom of a Friday afternoon claims the flesh. Perhaps these orderlies will shake themselves free and wake up before Albert does, but I doubt that.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 1, The First Day, Part 1, Victory & Calendar Reform, Section 2, Poetics, Paragraph 6, Clauses 1-2

I know that I've always been playful, which is something that a modest person does not usually reveal until well acquainted with another. Perhaps it was the misguided intimacy - the forceful breach of inhibition - that tightened and then relaxed our excited bodies. I suppose not everyone enjoys being playful, but I believe that boy was thrilled, and perhaps he, thinking me a student, sincerely hoped for another, less ephemeral encounter. But I knew it would not happen, and he, poor fool, may have dreamt of it last night. I certainly have had dreams on less hopeful prospects. How odd it is, how strangely odd, that the basis for romance and friendship must seem so fantastically random, and the requirements which permit these things to blossom, the structure of tastes and considerations, being so irrationally determined, or else so deliberately particular, how odd indeed that any relationship take strong root and thrive at all.

– Title 1, Regarding Peaches and Bananas, Part 2, Section 3, Ambushing a Man, Paragraph 3

He didn't go there to pray: he was looking for something very specific. And, as he was leaning into a transept, looking to see if there were any doors perhaps hidden somewhere in the alcoves, a Jesuit priest stopped right behind him and asked him what he was looking for. "God," said Nike, smiling. "I'm looking for God, Monseigneur." So the priest told him to follow him to the rectory, and there, he gave Nike some valuable literature. Nike thanked him very generously, and then he left.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 6, The Sixth Day, Part 1, Children & Education Reform, Section 6, Encountering Chastity, Paragraph 6

In the meantime, she sat down by her husband. I thought to myself: how tired she must be, but I cannot see it. I wonder if she can see how tired I am - but she's not looking at me: she's gazing at her husband. She is gazing, perhaps, into a husband's body the way that I've been gazing into a friend's dying body, wondering what his cells were doing, wondering what he was thinking, what his experience might be.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 5, The Fifth Day, Part 2, Science & Reform Schools, Section 7, Human Frailty, Paragraph 1

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Usage of Perhaps in Tsiga Tsiga Tsiga

Bullets whizzing by a statue of Nikola Tesla

A collection of stories featuring a sexy Parisian ghost, a spooky Moon base full of vagina-faced aliens, a policeman with an Irish name, a truck full of watermelons, a flautist, and a man who has to see another man about a diseased horse.

"There's a Monkey Ball team based near the north pole-perhaps you've heard of them: the Sams Town Blackguards. They're owned by a Manga person named Zyplukk. He's not high on our list of priorities. I want you to hang around the team. Take pictures. Send them wirelessly back to us."

"That's it?" Read sneered. "How much?"

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story about what it means to exclude people

"My liaison with the Manga People, a certain Captain Hoopz, claims somebody, perhaps this so-called Admiral Flava Flav, is running an extortion racket. If this story were to break, the Hentai Manga League would face investigations. Our more zealous legislators would try to tamper with the leadership. The Federation would threaten to suspend the all-lunar series. The extent of the possible damage is vast. Imagine how many fewer customers your prostitutes would have."

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story set in a future where people are still marginalized

Perhaps flashing a badge in the midday sun blinded him, as Juanita later testified; perhaps he was frightened by Patsy's bare chest, as Patsy himself claimed. Regardless, he ran over the dunes, through the bush, across the main road, and right past the sign that said, "From this point on, you may encounter nude sunbathers."

Patsy, who had led the chase, stopped to catch his breath. Juanita was close behind. "God," he gasped, turning around, "I love it when you run."

– from “A Cop Named Patsy,” a funny story featuring a cop on a nude beach

It was an admirable idea. Patsy explained that though it were possible, even if it were true, it meant he could have been anywhere except perhaps the desert. "Even there I think they have television. I'll look into it."

– from “A Cop Named Patsy,” a funny story featuring a guy who gets his kicks in a really weird way

The helmet moved. A rider on horseback emerged from behind the rocks. The man was armed. A quiver was on his back. The rest of his weapons were hidden by the barrel of his horse. He approached obliquely. Gog thought he could see a spearhead-perhaps a scabbard.

Gog drew the straight sword of Asvin with one hand; the sickle sword of Mithra with the other. The great sword he left sheathed in his belt.

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a frank discussion of what the world is all about

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Usage of Perhaps in Sorry Ms. Jackson

Chiseled letters from an ancient stone tablet hanging on a wall

A real play. With drama in it. Talk fast. It takes two hours. Set in a guest house. In a small community. After a murder. Lots of suspicion. The characters learn to listen to each other. It's funny.

(KOKOMO exits. GREY GOOSE enters.)

GREY GOOSE: My darling Polynesian beauty, Fletcher must be right. It's pointless for me to put the moves on you - especially since it's obvious you're in love with him. My chances of success were always slim. I never lost faith in a woman's whim. I was certain, if I tried hard enough, you would let me taste-test your sweeter stuff. Each one of my advances you rebuffed. You're too good. My situation has changed now that my dear wife and I are estranged. Perhaps some trickery can be arranged. If I were to slip softly into your bed, not smelling like chattel, but like that perfume you gave my son - that little brat - who cares more about annoying my wife than pursuing the love of his own life, even though I'm the one she causes strife - perchance I might convince you with a kiss - before you discover my artifice - that I am the best way to earthly bliss. It would give me joy. My desire to light this house on fire would be assuaged. Despite what I have said, I will never ignite another house again. I am reborn. Ever since your mistress unleashed her scorn, making me sit in filth, lost and forlorn, in my old cowshed, I have taken stock. I'll no longer blindly follow the flock. I cannot yet say the same for my cock. If my wife's got a lover, I'll be damned if I don't. I'm not going to be crammed away. I'll come back with my monogrammed pajamas. I'll drink champagne and cut loose like there's no tomorrow. I'll introduce Kokomo to my little one-eyed goose and she'll say I'm her daddy. My excitement notwithstanding, I must not invite suspicion. I'll save my strength for tonight!

– ACT II, line 30

(MS. JACKSON exits.)

KOKOMO: You should've washed.

FLETCHER: What difference would that have made? I wore my suit yesterday. Nobody cared - except for me. It was killing me. No, Mother: that prosecutor took one look at me and old man Menzies and that was it. We were out of there. Thank you kindly.

KOKOMO: Did it take long?

FLETCHER: Long enough to waste my time.

MS. JACKSON: (off) Why would he not want you?

FLETCHER: Who knows? Perhaps the prosecution thinks I'm immature.

KOKOMO: You're not?

FLETCHER: No.

MS. JACKSON: (off) It's because you're unpredictable, like an old man.

– ACT I, lines 8-16

MS. JACKSON: I have something to confess.

GREY GOOSE: Go on.

MS. JACKSON: I lied to you.

GREY GOOSE: You lied to me?

MS. JACKSON: Earlier today: when I told you it wasn't me.

GREY GOOSE: It wasn't you that did what?

MS. JACKSON: I gave your name to the police. It was so stupid. I was afraid of you for no reason. I was foolish. I was emotional. I was a coward. Perhaps I even did it for revenge - I don't know. I have no idea why I did it.

GREY GOOSE: It was instinct, woman.

MS. JACKSON: My instinct failed me. Grey Goose, I can't believe it. I'm so sorry. Forgive me.

GREY GOOSE: I forgive you.

– ACT II, lines 481-490

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Usage of Perhaps in Miscellaneous Dingbats

The title of the book at the end of a string of miscellaneous dingbats

A story book full of short fiction stories. An interesting bedtime mystery. A fairy tale. Science fiction romance. Adult life. Uninspiring gay fiction. Horror.

"I'm serious, Johanna," she continued. "Olympia was bouncing almost to the ceiling. The springs on the mattress are not stiff enough. I have to buy a new one. You can help me. You know how to find a deal. It's a miracle she was holding onto the railing. She would have landed on her head. If she wanted to play with a pair of scissors, my husband would give them to her."

She used to kiss you. I remember that. At some point, she stopped. Perhaps the look you shared was a slip. Perhaps Indiana learned not to encourage you - or, not to encourage herself.

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that may calm one's nerves depending on your outlook

Perhaps if the professor had been more honest that day things would not have ended the way they did.

– from “Wrong Again,” a success story to teach children about adult stuff that may or may not work

I'm not angry. My wife is a sensitive person. I understand that. I'm counting on it. Eventually my wife's sense of smell and her lust and perhaps even her sense of justice will overcome her sense of pride.

– from “The Backed-Up Toilet,” a literature story based on somebody's real life, namely the author's

Indiana once said, "A stern face is worth more than a stern hand." She was talking about parenting. I asked her if it were a Hungarian proverb. She shrugged. She couldn't remember where she first heard it.

"Perhaps my mother told me," she whispered.

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that may help overcome one's sense of unease depending on your outlook

Indiana was waiting at the front door. You were there. You asked me how I planned to get home. Indiana said she would take care of it. You asked her what that meant. She said her husband would bring me home. You nodded. You gave me a look. I wondered if I missed a spot. Perhaps you noticed my missing garments.

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that may help put fears to rest depending on your outlook

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Collocation of Perhaps in the Fiction Corpus

Table of Collocation for the Word "Perhaps."

This table lists in descending order of frequency a selection of word pairs that appear in the Fiction Corpus and groups them according to the morphological derivation of the word perhaps that appears in the pair.

TypeWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
modern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to perform a collocation analysis of "perhaps." I hope I can get it done sometime soon. -Michal

Love is the answer...

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The art show that defies abuse

Natural + Life

Large Wall Art Depicting the Human Landscape

Life is a spinning sphere with Joy at one pole and Sadness at the other. Each continuously feeding its pair. Joy flanked by the emotions of Trust on one side, Surprise on the other. Trust leading to Anticipation; anticipation leading to Fear. Surprise leading to Disgust; disgust leading to Anger. Anger and Fear fueling our Sadness. Sadness giving way, in time, to Joy; through Hope, an orientation towards Love. Love, an openness towards Joy, Trust and Surprise; the sum of emotion; emotion amplified by others. Multiplied and divided, in equal parts. Such that to those from whom it has been subtracted, we must add. Until we are whole.

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  1. T-shirt fundraiser for sale

    Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser for sale.

    Last T-Shirt with the logo that I designed. Pointer

    From a set of, I believe, twenty produced by Margo and given out to a portion of the last 20 women to finish the 20th anniversary Fiat Road Race in Bielsko-Biała, cf. the movie. This is the last one left in it's original packaging and my supporters - like the poor women of Bielsko - are going to have to fight for it. Whoever invests the most money with me, and who lets me borrow it to invest in the next lot, will not only be rewarded with some beautiful piece of art, but will get this priceless t-shirt as a reward for being my top supporter. $1000.00 or best offer. Remember to authorize me to hold the sum as credit against a future purchase and to authorize me to borrow against it.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #1 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  2. Felt handbag for sale

    Handcrafted felt handbag for sale.

    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

    Entirely hand-sewn. Base: polyester felt, 100% PE. Motif: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Unique and inimitable design. Inside: cotton fabric, closes with zipper, inside pocket. Available now for $220.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #2 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  3. Decorative collar for sale

    Handcrafted decorative collar for sale.

    Decorative collar by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Ethnic layered cloth jewelry constructed on a cotton base and adorned with ribbons, tassels, and a yellow fringe. Fastened on the side with 11 buttons, fitted entirely with a pleasant lining. The style is an Indo-Asian-African multinational color combination. The collar is very extravagant and an extraordinary addition to any clothing, guaranteed to attract attention. Just a simple dress and a unique image is ready. Dry-cleaning recommended. Available now for $200.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #3 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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    Handbag by Sylwia. Pointer

    Handmade from felted all-natural Australian and South American wool. Entirely felted, seamless. Finished with a white lining, inside is a small pocket. Lining is sewn and stitched in by hand. Available now for $180.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #4 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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    Patchwork quilt by Alicja. Pointer

    Bedspread made of cotton and polyester material. Inserted with polyester lining. 90 by 70 cm. Available now for $120.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #5 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  6. Nuno-felt shawl for sale

    Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl for sale.

    Shawl by Sylwia. Pointer

    Scarf made ​​with the nuno felting technique (wet felting fibre into a silk gauze) using South American wool. Two-sided scarf with latticework at the ends. Wholly in the colors red, black, green in an abstract pattern. Available now for $100.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #6 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  7. Clara the doll for sale

    Handcrafted clara the doll for sale.

    Clara by Alicja. Pointer

    Clara loves roses and greenery, adores tormenting spiders with long legs and sleeping soundly in the afternoon. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #7 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  8. Noah the doll for sale

    Handcrafted noah the doll for sale.

    Noah by Alicja. Pointer

    Noah doesn't know what to like and what not to like but keeps wondering and thinking about it. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #8 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  9. Black suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted black suspenders for sale.

    Black suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders from black material with a rose motif on one side and striped cotton on the other. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #9 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  10. Orange suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted orange suspenders for sale.

    Orange suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and orange material with a Polish floral folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #10 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  11. Green suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted green suspenders for sale.

    Green suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and green material with a mountain folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #11 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  12. Felt earrings for sale

    Handcrafted felt earrings for sale.

    Felt earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Pendant of anti-allergenic metal. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #12 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  13. Round ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted round ceramic earrings for sale.

    Round ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #13 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  14. Oblong ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings for sale.

    Oblong ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #14 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  15. 'Coral' necklace for sale

    Handcrafted 'coral' necklace for sale.

    Corals by Sylwia. Pointer

    Necklace made ​​of cotton pieces with organdy and decorated with beads, suspended on cotton strings. Can be worn as a necklace, as a brooch or as a belt tied at the side. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #15 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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