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Hour, a cultural introduction

Getting to know the word from all angles...

Michal declines to contemplate the concept of supplementing his humongous Fiction Corpus with a story about printable calendars; cites fatigueDictionary icon

I believe in the feasibility of employing English as a global lingua franca. I don't think highly of the altogether average form in which the English language is taught.Pointer

Beefing up one's finesse for a language isn't like introducing a faster boat. A language - a spoken language - isn't merely a tool that you can teach yourself to exploit with a greater amount of precision. A common language can not be sequestered from the philosophical currents of a community 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 man recite English is to strip him of its cultural context. A capable teacher must have a blueprint for introducing it; the smartest student 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. Such a corpus may include everything from a book about literature to some really short christmas stories. I burned many candles laboring on my "king-sized" Fiction Corpus to form a precise class of dictionary based on the ability of one man to tell a story in many different forms. It is a labor of love and listening.

I have framed a million words and I have diagnosed them, reshaping them - not simply to teach American vocabulary but to reveal the human spirit, and to propel that soul or spirit not just to recite but to happen.

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Help End Prejudice With Truth in 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

One week after arriving in Europe, I met a woman in the sauna on the ground floor of the large villa she shared with her ex-husband. Four weeks later she was sharing a small rain-soaked tent with me in Vienna, our little gas-fired stove barely capable of boiling a cup of water. It wasn't until we reached Croatia that we decided to invest in a large electric kettle. It was quite the luxury and it made me very happy.

As an artist inspired by a young woman's struggle with self-esteem and bulimia, body acceptance had always featured prominently in my aesthetic. Having recently discovered naturism and its mantra of body acceptance in the United States, I was eager to explore the style and philosophy of naturist clubs and the beauty of naturist campsites in Europe. By a trick of fate, I found myself first in Bielsko-Biała, Poland. Margo's home.

I considered myself young and able, and being American I often convinced myself I was more than able. She didn't feel quite so young. Having grown up in Poland, what was and is still considered by many to be a poor country, she had the added burden of not only being disadvantaged but having it held against her. The difference became palpable when I realized I couldn't even properly translate into Polish the very American word, "opportunity." A chance? Sure. An occasion? Why not? An opportunity? Not in the book.

As far apart culturally as we may have been, we spent 6,000 miles in one car. We spent over 40 nights in one tent. We started learning how to listen to each other. We started learning how to accept our differences and how to let them help us instead of driving us apart. Slowly but surely, we started learning how to beat the devils that abuse us.

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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 Hour

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 hour in some kind of way.

If you want to communicate an idea using the word hour, 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 hour is located in the fabric of a language, the better you will be at exploiting its cultural power.

Pronunciation of HourMargo on a trampoline

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

Video of me pronouncing "hour."

Definition of HourMargo on a trampoline

An hour is the time you get when you count the minutes from one sunrise to the next and divide them by the number twenty-four.

Common use of hour in illustrative example sentencesMargo on a trampoline

  1. He will come at the appointed hour. The man is never late.

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  2. I don't have time for three hour long film.

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  3. I have yet to come up with a third sentence using the word hour.

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  4. I have yet to come up with a fourth sentence using the word hour.

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Usage of Hour 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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Hour, a morphological approach

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

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

Table of Frequency for the Word "Hour."

This table lists in descending order the total number of times that the word hourand 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 hour, but I will get to it shortly. -Michal

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Usage of Hour 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 #4485

chase's on his way to miramar. expedia says the finance officer in charge of reward disbursements is gonna call at the top of the hour.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

2 October, 8:40 AM

Frame #878

i know why goldman sachs jumped bail. he couldnt breathe. in half an hour his mother.in.law burned through a carton. even the towels stink.

Chase Credit

5 August, 11:50 AM

Frame #2348

avas from reno. shes surprised i got wine at this hour. i told her i keep it in the car. you never know what might come in handy.

Chase Credit

20 August, 11:04 PM

Frame #4989

theres an airport on the other side of the island. im told its about an hours ride by taxi.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

5 November, 2:54 PM

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Usage of Hour 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.

"Now," he told me once, when he came to visit me on leave, "I'm lucky if they let me fall asleep before dawn. They make us hold stools all night long, when we're running, when we're doing calisthenics, when we go to the bathroom - then, after about five hours of holding stools, we stand in a row and hold them out in front of us. We have to hold them by gripping the bottom of one leg. Then they come with bottles of water, not to let us drink - God forbid they should let us drink. They put the bottles onto our stools - if we spill them, they kick us in the gut. Then, we get to kick them back - if we don't, they kick us again. It's very weird."

"Very sadistic," I said.

Verses 20-21 from the chapter called Arms

Asthma attacks usually last from one-half hour to several hours. A person experiencing a prolonged attack that is resistant to treatment with drugs is said to be in status asthmaticus. Prolonged or frequent attacks of asthma may become dangerous if the sufferer is weakened by fatigue and inadequate nutrition, if his oxygen consumption is too low, or if emphysema develops. See RESPIRATORY DISEASE.

Under RESPIRATORY DISEASE, it said:

Verses 35-36 from the chapter called Adolescence

Jesus's proof came at dawn. In the coldest hour of night, he led his men to the top of St. Elizabeth's tower. But first, he had to rid it of terrorists. Standing in the northeast corner of Town Square, St. Elizabeth's had been occupied. At a height of sixty-three meters, the tower's cupola had no doubt given terrorists an excellent vantage point. At forty-six meters, the outside balcony wrapped itself around the tower completely, providing a panoramic view. Terrorist snipers hiding behind its parapet wall had harassed part of Stalin's platoon. Three of his fellow soldiers had died before the rest were captured. They wanted blood.

Verse 429 from the chapter called Arms

At one point, a stomach virus was going around. Sapper was hit two days before Jesus felt it. The night before your father got sick, he made himself sausages and ate them with ketchup. A week earlier, Jesus had felt a craving for ketchup, and, ordering Sapper to buy as many different varieties as he could find, Jesus had been given mild and spicy ketchup, ketchup in glass jars and plastic bottles, ketchup with and without onions, and so forth and so on. Jesus had the virus for a good four days: the first day was the worst: that night he vomited four times. The second day was better, but he still couldn't eat anything. The third day, Jesus was still confined to bed, but at least he was eating. On the fourth day, Jesus thought he was fine. That night, he ate sausages with ketchup. Waking up in the wee hours of the morning, Jesus vomited and felt his stomach tumbling and twisting and turning around. The feeling was gut-wrenching. Jesus concentrated all his psychophysical effort into calming his stomach. It worked, but it also required all of Jesus's attention. He couldn't sleep. When he moved a finger, his stomach rebelled. If his eyelids twitched, he lost concentration. Jesus had to give up. Suffering great pain, he thought to himself: they've poisoned me! like they did to that Ukrainian.

Verse 478 from the chapter called Arms

That night, Jesus stood waiting in the darkness outside the club where Columbus was spinning. The cold air blew dusty American soil into his face. He was restless, but patient. Parties like these could last forever: till five or six in the morning, at least - Jesus only hoped his prey would emerge before dawn: that would make his job a whole lot easier. In the pre-dawn hours, Jesus waited. Then, in the coldest hour of night, just before dawn, Jesus saw the Krupnik; he was wearing his natural fibers and cemented bifocals. He was alone! Thank God - Jesus said to himself - he was alone.

Verse 610 from the chapter called Adolescence

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Usage of Hour 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.

Christie's hue struck a personal chord with me; I had once seriously considered dying my own boring hair a similar color. I confessed as much to Macy, and was quite surprised when he echoed my fascination. This inspired a very intimate conversation, the most intimate we had ever had; that night I remarked to myself how much we had grown as friends, how close to each other's hearts we had finally come, especially in those last few hours, and, suddenly infatuated with his openness, I felt quite safe judging him the best of my friends. I was not yet aware of my latent jealousy, but my ignorance was not to last.

– Title 1, Regarding Peaches and Bananas, Part 2, Section 6, Third Party Intervention, Paragraph 1, Clauses 11-15

And so it came to pass, if only in my dreams, that Nike began devoting his days to hard work on the road. He chose to work his community service hours on road maintenance west of the river, giving himself the chance to keep his eyes open all day long, looking out for that beautiful and mysterious woman.

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

Because of her schedule, Christie likes to wake up bright and early in the afternoon. But, because I was her guest, the first morning of my stay I woke up to the smell of burning eggs. Christie had woken up early in the morning and had tried to make me breakfast, but had fallen asleep at the kitchen table. I quietly disposed of the smoldering remains before I woke her up and told her to go back to bed, which she promptly did: after we arranged to meet at Trafalgar Square in the afternoon. So I went down to Westminster by myself to visit the prominent buildings, and then made my way up Whitehall at the appropriate hour. Spying from across the street, looking past the rotating mob of cars, I spotted two familiar figures at the base of Nelson's Column; they were standing on top of the pedestal.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 12, Private Clubs, Paragraph 1

I decided we should go and check, asking one of the nearest gentlemen whether a lady could possibly find a toilet in such an establishment. "Certainly," he said, "it's at the top of the stairs." But I smiled. "Is that so?" I said. "Well, you certainly didn't make it easy enough. Our friend left half an hour ago and she still hasn't come back. I'm sure there's a gentleman's bathroom around every corner." He had to laugh in agreement.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 12, Private Clubs, Paragraph 6

By the time I found myself waiting for Luke an extra half-hour, I was so incredibly fatigued I couldn't stop myself from falling asleep. Sprawling on the soft duvet of Luke's bed, I began to dream. I dreamt of that boy - the one I mistook for Luke walking down the hall - I saw his face, the resemblance to Macy - the wide walnut eyes were consuming me; they were consuming my mind until I saw nothing but them: they consumed my dream; I was no longer looking at them but through them - they were somebody else's eyes, watching undistinguishable forms - my dreaming mind was too tired to focus; until finally, there was my room from Prospect Street, and there was I: floating above myself; I tried to kiss me, but I was fast asleep.

– Title 1, Regarding Peaches and Bananas, Part 2, Section 7, Trying to Kiss, Paragraph 17

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Usage of Hour 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.

An hour later, there was another tremor. Before long, it happened again. "That was strange," said Magog. "The first quake went back and forth. That last one went up and down."

Gog chuckled. "I'm not surprised. This is the land of Yazata, the holy ones who labor for Bhag. Strange things are bound to happen."

Magog sneered. "Is Aredvi shooing away the aka mainyu? Is she unblocking the water of the great river?" Gog detected the slightest bit of skepticism in her voice.

He murmured to himself, "If only I could make your water flow. A glacier melts faster."

Magog jerked her head. "What did you say?"

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a man whose son conspires against him

Tatum boarded the jump-ship. The sling released. The missile shot into the sky. Earth glimmered in the distance. The intercom ringed. "Attention ladies and gentleman, agnathids and agnathas. This is your captain. We have completed a successful jump. Rockets are functioning properly. Please expect to reach Pf Chang in eight hours. Thank you."

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story featuring moon buggies

Tatum found the card. She slipped it into her pocket. Putting on her breeches, she tried to turn on the light. It wouldn't work. She opened the door. The lamps in the corridor were dim. She realized power was on reserve. She checked her PDA. The clock said three hundred thirty hours of night left. She shook her head. This would never happen on the near side. Power stations on the peaks of eternal light guaranteed electricity.

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story featuring a marginalized culture

The camels groaned. It took Shephard and Clark an hour to reach the edge of the desert. Mottled grey bricks began gleaming in the distance. Shephard spotted two thirty-foot towers. They were flanking a half-domed portal. The doors were aqua blue. "This is it," he said. "Polina mentioned the mosque. It's supposed to be a popular pilgrimage destination. She called it 'the Mecca of the East.'"

"Looks lonely."

– from “Two Dudes and a Chinese Desert,” a friendship story featuring a man who never really grew up

It wasn't long before Shephard took Clark aside. He said, "I have a plan. Twenty-four hours a day, tankers drive down the desert highway. They're full of oil. If we help these people steal some of it, they can sell it to Kyrgyz caravans. Pepsi's tribe crosses the border every week. We can make arrangements with the refinery in Jalal-Abad. They will buy it. We could fund ourselves an insurgency. Congress would never have to get its hands dirty. Everybody wins-except the Chinese."

– from “Two Dudes and a Chinese Desert,” a friendship story featuring an intelligence agent

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Usage of Hour 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.

(LUKE enters.)

LUKE: Krikey! I just saw Kokomo bailin' outta here. Is everything alright?

FLETCHER: I sure as hell hope it will be.

LUKE: Me too. If it's gonna happen, it's got to happen tonight. I just got word from me manager. He needs me for an exhibition game. I gotta shoot through on the next plane outta here. That's in a few hours. If I can squeeze in a little cut lunch, I'll be a happy man. There's nothin' like havin' a sheila on either side of you. Too right! It's the perfect way to top off a two-weeker.

FLETCHER: Not to mention your honeymoon.

LUKE: That too.

FLETCHER: You have the money?

LUKE: All three thousand dollars.

FLETCHER: Where is it?

LUKE: It's in me room.

– ACT II, lines 232-240

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Usage of Hour 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.

That night Proctor was woken by a noise. He came downstairs to find an open window. The curtains were blowing in the wind. He heard the sound of a table being nudged along the floor. He drew his gun. With bated breath he inched towards the nearest light switch. He flipped it on. A raccoon jerked its head. Its eyes glowing. Proctor shut the light. He waited in silence for what seemed like hours. There was no one.

– from “We Need To Talk,” a mystery story featuring a dead body put in a weird position

The ambulance arrived. The professor was pronounced. The cops showed up. Statements were taken. The body was hauled off. Expressions of regret and complete disbelief were shared. Mark was dismissed. He went back to his rounds. Even after everything that happened he was still able to finish his deliveries an hour before his evaluated time was up. He went home happy. He could sit on his couch and pretend he was being paid to drink margaritas for fifty minutes. He bragged later to friends and family that not even seeing a man die could slow him down. So they call him Magnificent.

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

"John's dead," said Bob. "He killed himself half an hour ago. He left a note to you. Apologizing. Better yet. They have the real letter. A handwritten rough draft they found in his desk. They'll blame you for sure."

"What about my car," said Proctor. "They'll figure out it wasn't you. They'll know it was Emily."

– from “We Need To Talk,” a mystery story featuring a dead body put in a weird position

Orbitz arrived at the Houston space elevator. He took no bags through customs. Nobody questioned him. At the orbiting platform he bought a fancy skin suit. He chartered a shuttle to take him to his ship. Within an hour he saw the widowmaker stretching out towards the galactic pole. Forestays came into view. They glittered from the main mast in quick succesion like spectral strands. Stone tentacles emerged. From every direction they clustered into the humongous figurehead of the Nautilus Pompilius. Its one brooding eye kept careful watch above its gaping hyponome. Orbitz pulled the hood of his skin suit over his head. He affixed his breathing apparatus. He disembarked directly into space. With a single canister of propellant he reached the airlock nearest to the bridge. He climbed aboard.

– from “The Death and Life of Captain Orbitz,” a science fiction romance written in honor of Stanislaw Lem, if you know who that is

I got off the bus at a small town. It was a two hour wait for the minibus to the village. People in the square stared at me. I kept hearing the words, "Dirty chocolate. Wipe your face." Something possessed me to buy a towel and a box of chocolates. I walked around with them. It made me feel like I was in on a joke.

– from “A Black Man in Moscow,” an inspirational story that describes life as we have been given it, though hopefully we can change it

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Collocation of Hour in the Fiction Corpus

Table of Collocation for the Word "Hour."

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 hour 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 "hour." I hope I can get it done sometime soon. -Michal

Love is the answer...

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The art show that defies abuse

Still Life, Patriarchy

Contemporary wall art to remind us that Father always says Father knows best

To promote democracy, the strong must empty themselves of their strength. The weak must be granted the opportunity to grow strong. We cannot force the end of patriarchy. To do so simply perpetuates feudalism under a different name.

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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.

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    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

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    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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    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

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    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.

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    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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