The Frozen Mississippi River still flows beneath the ice

It’s been over a year since I wrote a blog. I haven’t been too busy but I sure am lazy! As age sets in I think about what to do with my collections. I worked a flea market last summer and there was lots of interest in the few cigarette cards I had put out for sale. One buyer met up with me later in the year and bought an album of American cards from me that consisted of numerous cigarette cards, Arbuckle Coffee Cards and some gum cards. As sad as it was for me to say farewell to those pieces of my collection, it’s just as well for me to sell them now than to leave them for someone else to do it when I’m either not here anymore or I become unable to do so later. I’ve basically been out of the card scene for awhile so the interest from old Sports Cards collectors that have changed and come over to the non-sports cards is new to me. I have read that during the pandemic unemployment times cards have been bought and sold at a much increased pace than before, so maybe this new interest is most recent. However, I did monitor eBay and haven’t noticed anything new during that time. Perhaps I didn’t monitor it close enough. Anyway, the time comes when we should consider passing our collections on to other custodians. After all, that is what we are, custodians. Collections are a preservation of history and heritage and all have their place somewhere and in some time.

Most of my collection does consist of British cigarette cards, they’re not considered worth as much as the American cards, something I heard a couple of dealers remark on at the flea market. But the vast issues of cigarette cards are world wide. The American cards only cover a few subjects in comparison. Asia had numerous issues and some most interesting stories in connection of the subjects. South American sets are hard to come by but there are numerous single cards that can be found. African cards, Australian, New Zealand, Malaysia, Cochin China, a number of European, pretty much any continent and country had issues of cigarette cards. It was in the interest of the tobacco companies to sell their cigarettes and the little pictures inserted in the packs provided an incentive to smoke and collect. I would venture as far as to claim that there were people who probably learned how to read or at least advance their reading skills from the biographies printed on the backs of the cards. Nearly every subject was covered in cigarette cards issued by tobacco companies and there was also much to learn from them as well, like Air Raid Precautions during the World Wars, First Aid, How to make something, complete instructions on how to make a wireless radio was set issued in Britain. Germany had a photography set that illustrated to the collector on the use of shadow and light to enhance black & white photos. If you insist on only collecting American cards, you are missing quite a lot.

The list of subjects is endless. Everything under the sun had been depicted on cigarette cards at one time.

Hassan, The Oriental Smoke
Boon Island Light

Light houses have been a favorite of mine since childhood when I used to dream about living in one. This set of 50 Lighthouses is dated to 1910.

When was the last time you tried to cook a pigeon? There are 50 cards in this set titled “Cooking Subjects” dated 1889.

Postage stamps are another collection item. The Post Office entices collecting with all the pretty commemorative stamps in a display case. Many of us have a hard time using those stamps so they usually get stored in albums. With the Forever Stamps these collections never lose their usage with age. But if they don’t get used in a person’s lifetime, they’re often sold for less than their value at sales. I was told people buy them up and use them to pay the postage on packages, because even if they’re not Forever Stamps, they still have their face value.


PHOTOS TAKEN WITH THE STARS! That’s me with my friends and Mac Davis

As most of the nation is unemployed during this pandemic it’s been a good time to catch up on much needed sleep, spend time with our family and get a lot of things done at home and around the house. Old photos is something everybody probably has and as they lay in a box forgotten for many years, now is the time to organize those memories before they are forgotten. I got in this photo with Mac Davis, who I didn’t even know about at the time, because my friend Laury was a musician and singer and a huge fan of other musicians and singers. She’s got albums full of photos of her posing with the famous. We were probably only about 15 or 16 when this photo was taken. Laury was smart and knew all the tricks of sneaking into the backstages of concerts and catching the stars just before they walked onstage. I remember climbing over a tall fence and running for it. The stars were usually very nice back then and allowed a photo like this to be taken. A cop had took this picture before escorting us out of there, Mac himself handed him the camera and asked him to do so. I had a lot of fun with Laury, she was very talented, adventurous, bold, and not afraid of anything. I have to admit, I’d never had pulled this backstage photo off on my own. I can’t remember what year is was and the date wasn’t written on the photo, but I do remember this happened at the Minnesota State Fair and Laury moved away while we were still in high school.

Other memories I found at an estate sale. There were a lot of books at this sale and I found many of them very interesting. I opened one and found a bookplate of a judge I had before me in court once. I had a problem with a slumlord who was in the process of selling the property to an institution who would’ve paid a relocation fee to the tenants, but this landlord was trying to kick us all out so we couldn’t collect. He must’ve had something to gain by doing that. The poor tenant upstairs from us was just devastated. His roommate had moved out and he had plans to attend graduate school at the University and wanted to stay in the area because it was so close, but he didn’t want to live in a dump and so approached the landlord with a proposition the fix the place up at his own expense. They made an agreement and he did an excellent job of it, he patched all the walls and painted them fresh, sanded the floors and refinished them, fixed and replaced a broken toilet, then invited the landlord up to see. The landlord took a look around admiring the work then decided the place was worth more rent so he raised it. Meanwhile a tree in the back had fallen down and went through the roof of the back pantry of my unit which was open to the kitchen. The landlord wasn’t about to spend a penny to fix it and we knew he was selling the house. He was trying hard to find a way to evict us and with all that going on we just called the city inspectors over about the roof and he got cited for that and a lot more. The upshot was, we didn’t get any relocation but then he didn’t get to keep whatever money he was probably getting for ousting the tenants and had to spend even more fixing a house that was going to be torn down. So, that explains what I was doing before this judge. I remember he was a prick and had made the decision that I should voluntarily move like the guy upstairs did without any relocation payment. When I got home from that estate sale, I looked up the obituary for this judge and found an interesting news article about him. He ended his days just out of jail in a halfway house. He had been incarcerated for stealing approximately $400,000 from a trust fund of a mentally vulnerable adult that he was managing. When one of this clients managers had requested the funds to replace the roof on the house, the judge told him the funds were depleted.

I read something he wrote to one of the newspapers how his attitude had changed since he was now the one in custody. “A Fallen judge Rethinks Crime and Punishment” He admitted he was hard on a lot of people who came before him in the court but that the system should lighten up more and take mercy on them. Blah! Blah! Blah! His collection of books included much about Witchcraft and the Devil and other weird stuff that probably wouldn’t be found in your local bookshop. A strange but varied collection. Speaking of weird, I have one more story for today.

Years ago when they were still searching for the body of David Wetterling, a body had washed up in the Mississippi river with the hands and the feet cut off. The body was a young boy about David’s would be age at the time but it had been embalmed. It was discovered that the body had been dug up from a cemetery by a group of kids who were messing about with the occult. They were staying in a room in an old warehouse about 3 miles up Lake Street. They stole the body from a grave, put it in a bag and carried it on the city bus to the warehouse. This warehouse had a number of tenants living there, we used to call it the “Home for Displaced Husbands”. My ex-husband was one of them and he gave me the inside scoop. He told me there was a pentagram painted on the floor of the room this group of kids had, they had a party of some sort and the body was the feature for whatever they were doing. I remember that year there were a number strange occult events. My neighbor had one where she was spelunking with a couple other people by the river and came to a trap set up in one of the caves. A trip wire attached to a rifle. They got out of there and called the cops. The cops found more strange things in that cave and told my neighbor that it appears the trap had been set up to deter anyone from entering the cave because someone was planning a ritual suicide and it’s possible they had foiled it. Evidently some people believe that suicide is the ultimate sacrifice and insult against God’s ultimate creation of man. Yikes!

Well, Stay home and stay safe so we all can finally get over this pandemic. People have a hard time believing some things really happen until it happens to them. I’m trying hard not to be one of them. I was one who didn’t always take the advice my parents tried to give me so I wound up in the school of hard knocks. Just had to go my reckless way and find out for myself. Age makes most people cautious and I consider myself very lucky to be alive and healthy, now I take care that I stay that way. I hope you do too.


If I were to have read this book as a kid I probably would have wanted to become a Taxi Driver, it looks like so much fun. However, I became a Taxi Driver anyway, by accident. One day out of a job a friend suggested I apply at Yellow Taxi and that’s where I settled my bones. Over the years Taxi driving was one of the first jobs to become marginalized. There used to be a union, retirement plans and other benefits that could be taken for granted. The 1980’s was the beginning of the era of going from the status of employee to the status of independent contractor (Gig workers in today’s language). Other industries soon followed as employers saw a way to save the expenses of worker’s compensation insurance, and other benefit plans. Employees were then given the false impression that they are in business for themselves, and in a sense they were, but in reality they were only really responsible for themselves. Some worked hard and made money and even saved and invested wisely. They were a very small group. Others worked hard, made money and blew it all away, but the majority who also worked hard and didn’t make much more than a living have become the largest group of all and the income kept on dwindling. At the end of the day, no one has a retirement plan outside of Social Security, including yours truly here who didn’t wise up until too late in the game. If I win the lottery I’ll be fine.

During this pandemic business has really slowed down. The airlines have claimed to have lost 85% of their business, which I can believe. There are armies of commuters who live in one city and work in another and they were catching those planes like the rest of us would catch a bus. Those airline commuters also needed rides to and from the airport.

Luckily I’ve been able to stay home and get unemployment. The federal supplement was great but didn’t last long. As an Uber/Lyft driver now I’ve been able to make that choice myself. I expect I’ll have to pay all this money back someday, somehow but I’m not going to worry about that. Avoiding this deadly disease is more important and I don’t think I can trust the public with all the rumors of it all being a big hoax that has a lot of people confused and over time, complacent. Now that the electoral votes have counted in a new president the roads are as quiet as the shut-down was in the spring. I just went for my weekly lottery ticket and noticed that there was no traffic. The old president isn’t happy that he wasn’t voted back in office and neither are his supporters. There’s lots of shouting about fraud. I expect protesters will be out in force while the new president’s supporters party in the streets. A lot of us are probably anticipating more than just street brawls in the coming days. Businesses are already buying riot insurance and boarding up. That’s right folks! You’re not insured against civil unrest or war. Read your policies and take care. These could be Halcyon days or the calm before the storm. Meanwhile, taxi’s are still in business and there are Uber/Lyft drivers still on the roads, it is an industry that may never go away after all.


Happy Halloween folks! It’s that time of year again and the snow is already making an appearance. There are people still camping in the city parks even in these cold temperatures. Crazy!

I’ve been thinking about the housing crisis going on all over it seems. It isn’t people moving to the cities from the countrysides that’s creating the problems here. I hear on the radio how the Mall of America is nearly empty with closed store fronts. Online shopping has been effecting the brick and mortar retail shops for quite some time now and the pandemic has made it worse. I hear that small businesses are going under due to the pandemic, but in reality, most of them don’t need to pay the rents anymore, they can sell from their homes or rent a warehouse or locker now for much less. The world is changing. Are people so impatient with the lockdowns or is it the owners of the real estate that lost their tenants who are the ones behind all this crying? We’re so easily duped. The system is rigged against us. Coming from the taxi industry I can vouch for that. I had the raw experience of being duped and seeing the system rigged.

Landlords. I have nothing against landlords especially the small one who made the wise investment in order to have a nest egg and retire someday when working is not an option anymore.

I’ve had pretty good landlords for the most part before I became a homeowner myself. However, I have seen a shift in rental property go from the hands of the individual to the big investment and management companies. Much has contributed to this shift. First I’ll begin with the irresponsible tenant who is capable of doing much damage and making it tough for the next guy. It can take a landlord a long time to evict a tenant these days usually for non-payment of rent. The small landlord cannot afford to carry the burden of a bad tenant. Then there are the justice warriors who cry for tenants rights against the landlords constitutional rights over his own property. As these cries chip away and change things in favor of the tenant it becomes more of a loss for the landlord who eventually will cut his losses and sell out to the big guys who can afford and do know how to deal with bad tenants, usually raising the rents so that tenants without a decent job can’t pay the rent. The philosophy is, if a tenant has a good income then that tenant must be a good rent paying tenant. Make sense? That’s one solution and it seems to be working well. At the same time there are all these cries about socialism. People seem to associate socialism with communism, but in a way that is where all this is going; Communism the government owns all the property. What will we be when the corporations own all the property?

That’s the mighty Mississippi frozen under that bridge.

Soon it will look like this in Minneapolis. That’s the Washington Avenue bridge going to the East Bank campus of the University from the West Bank. Just downstream from the 35W bridge, the one that collapsed in 2007.

I was once told that commercial property was a money maker but the world changes for everyone. Uber disrupted the taxi industry and the internet disrupted the retail industry which in turn is disrupting the commercial real estate. The moguls are now scrambling for another money maker, housing. Most of us couldn’t fathom buying a commercial building, the purchase price and upkeep was way over our heads and most of us never learn about it anyway. The American dream was always to own your own home. That’s still possible but getting more and more out of reach. I own my home with a partner and this partnership is what made my home ownership possible. Maybe everything isn’t perfect but it’s not so bad. I could do worse, I could be a tenant with a bad landlord. One who doesn’t fix anything and demands higher rent every lease renewal. That is becoming the norm and most people are stuck with it. We’ve been enticed to spend our money rather than save it, beginning with the credit card instant gratification mentality and all the new and shiny things advertised on the television every five minutes. We gotta have it, all our friends have one! We gotta fit in, look alike and be accepted. Being in debt is just a part of life, normal! With all the political correct talk going around, we’re brainwashed and frightened to not even think for ourselves. We’ve also been taught to get a job with benefits, let the company take care of you, better than the government. Is this what capitalism was supposed to be for you and me?

Partner up my Friends. None of us can make it alone.

I just met the guys who bought the house on the corner. It’s a duplex and the two guys are young and good friends. I think they’ll make it and I think I will see more of this as time goes on. It’s a good thing to do because there are so many obstacles to home ownership and the thieving fees hidden through out all that paperwork. Many fees don’t come due until certain conditions are met. Here’s one example: EHCO loans. What is that? I don’t know, it appears to be a fee that only grants permission to buy the property. Hmmm! That didn’t come due until my partner and I refinanced the house and took out a loan that got worked into the mortgage so we could replace the roof. (My partner is not a saver). Because we remortgaged at a higher loan than what we owed, instead of taking out an expensive equity loan, that ECHO loan came due. It started out at $3000 and was up to $4500. So we had to borrow more to pay that off or not get our loan at all for the roof, otherwise it would’ve come due when we sold our house. Well, at least we won’t owe it at the time of sale. These moguls just can’t live and let live!

Try not to look like this guy.

Buying a house shouldn’t be so scary and going in on one with a partner may have is drawbacks, but it’s foot in the door. There are tenancy in common agreements that can clearly spell out the rules and expectations and cost very little to create and file with the county. $246 is all I paid. Don’t let the commercials tell you what you need to fit into society and have friends and save your money. A little at a time goes a long long way! The moguls all started out with partners, none of them got rich all by themselves. It takes trust and mutual respect, not such a high price. Who knows, maybe you’ll be happy after all!

Happy Juneteenth!!

Pandemic Read-athon

Juneteenth is well on it’s way to becoming a National holiday and well deserved too. It not only celebrates the liberation of African Americans from slavery, but it also represents those who are the last to know. Hopefully there will be some positive changes that includes our country’s diverse community into the education system and mainstream. Confronting the uncomfortable history may just be the medicine we need to heal. This book sat in my Amazon box of books for sale for many years and has only just sold. I even forgot that I had it. Ralph Ellison had died before he finished writing this book but his family stepped in and brought it to completion and it was published a few years later. Like most people, I had to go to college for the literature and history classes about our diverse cultures that was missing from my elementary and high school years.

Waste Tide is a Chinese Sci-Fi: “She’s a waste worker on Silicon Isle, where electronics from cell phones and laptops to bots and bionic limbs are sent to be recycled. These amass in towering heaps, polluting every spare inch of land. On this island off the coast of Chin, the fruits of capitalism and consumer culture come to a toxic end.”

I wrote a little before about Junkyard Planet, another good read that takes you on a tour of the scrap trade from the scrapyards of America to the recycling factories of China. Has anybody noticed the disappearance of old junk cars that could be seen abandoned in swamps and ditches around the country over the years? Anyway, I look forward to reading Waste Tide. Sci-Fi is more about the present and preview of things that may come. This book looks promising, an alternative insight into the world of recycling, one that we don’t seem to notice. We know what our side of the story is, this will be the other side. It makes me think that in times like these we should all be more careful about how we spend our money and perhaps not be so picky about buying from the used marketplace or hanging onto what we already have a lot longer if it still works or can be repaired.



People have more time for Spring cleaning this year but don’t know what to do with the stuff they want to get rid of.  Thrift shops are closed and not accepting donations, the used book shops aren’t accepting stuff, yard sales are cancelled, estate sales went online,   and no Flea Markets! However there are lots of curbs full of free stuff.


I finally got my Little Free Library finished.  I named it “The Happy Shaman”. I used an old fish tank stand for the base and that was easy to sink into the ground and stabilize.  The bottom is a shelf I’ve been putting jigsaw puzzles for the taking.  I redid the roof from what you see here.  People have been using it too.  One puzzle went and the books have turned over too.  This are great ways to share with your neighbors and it’s open 24/7. IMG_0205

This photo was taken a few years ago at a very popular neighborhood yard sale festival.  Every weekend in May there are these yard sale festivals in the various neighborhoods around Minneapolis and St. Paul, a different neighborhood each weekend, not all at the same time.  This is one that has food trucks and canoe raffles and even their own T-shirts.IMG_0415 I Posted this picture before


IMG_0416The food trucks were nearby but I didn’t get any photos of them.

IMG_0407These guys were having a good time.

So while the yard sales have been called off for the season people crowd together at the Walmarts and grocery stores.  It’s easier to practice social distancing at a yard sale so I wouldn’t be afraid to have one or go to one.  If you’re afraid to touch the cash then wear gloves.  I think this year would be a great year for yard sales.  People want something to do and finding a bargain at a yard sale can be very satisfying and fun.

I posted on Next-door about the Free Library and was criticized then I posted how this year would be great for yard sales and was criticized again.  The Naysayers and critics will always have their say but that doesn’t mean we have to believe them or cave into their vortex. IMG_0408

In place of the neighborhood yard sale festivals maybe go shopping for free stuff on the curb.

Under the CoVid19 Lockdown




Though dying is something we don’t often think about, nor do we want to, it is something that happens to us all someday.  “No one gets out alive!”

So now that the majority of us have a lot of time on our hands and are confined to the house we can occupy ourselves with somethings that we should consider while we’re still alive and well.  A book like this is a handy guide, it has 60 pages of things to consider while we still can.  I’ve been going through it and creating more pages of my own in addition to what’s already in there.  The Table of Contents will start you off with; Personal Information,  Contacts (family & friends), Pets.  Don’t forget your pets.  It’s a good time too to begin a trust fund for their care should anything happen to you. Important Documents, Subscriptions On and Offline, Social Accounts, Passwords, Where Things  are and what to do with them.  I added “Secrets I won’t take to the grave.”

This is great scrapbooking material.  Photo collages of people and pets in your life, Memories and mysteries to reveal.  Instead of letting your beneficiaries fight over the antique sideboard and family heirlooms in your possession, now is the time to give it all some deep thought and record your wishes.  I would recommend writing it all down in a notebook or on the computer so that when you make your entries in your book you are satisfied with them and can make a tidy entry. This is also a good way to take stock of what you have and inventory for insurance purposes.




After reading this I probably quit driving the public around before any of my colleagues did.  I decided it was not worth the risk of contracting the virus or spreading it more widely.  I been saving up to replace my car but now I’m dipping into those savings to pay my bills.  Hopefully I won’t have to dip too deep.  Being self-employed is a lifestyle of feasts and famines so you learn to save during the good times because you know the bad times always come again.

I’ve read a lot of David Quammen, he’s one of my favorite Science and Nature writers.  He’s published a lot in National Geographic and his writing is clear and easy to read and understand.  You don’t have to be a genius to get it.  His other book, “Song of the Dodo” is another good read.  Anyway, this book was published in 2012 and this Corona Virus was predicted even before then.  In fact it should be no surprise.  With the population growing to 8 million the human race outnumbers any other animal species on the planet.  Think about that and then think about the “tent caterpillars”  he writes about in the end, or any other pestilence that rises in catastrophic numbers and then collapses.  Yes, we will too.

With that last thought in mind, I still hesitate calling this virus the big one yet, but we’re getting close.

One last word.  Does anyone think there’ll be many yard sales this year?

One more lady word. Remember, you can’t take it with you. (Your stuff that is).


fullsizeoutput_36eMarch 2020

If you live in Minnesota then this is the time of year you begin to pull out of the long months of winter and look forward to the snow melting away and warm weather coming.  People start getting in the mood to clean out the house and mop up all the slop that’s been tracked in all winter.  Open the windows and let the fresh air blow through.  Yes, Spring cleaning!  I’m a reader so I’ve had lots of books to sort through and have managed to haul numerous boxes of books off to Half-Price Bookshops located around the metro.  Bit by bit I’ve been reading them up and sending them on.  Lately I’ve come across a few about the trash and second hand trade and became keenly interested.  It’s good to know that the next generations are working out solutions to clean up the mess the previous generations (including mine) are leaving behind.   Technology has made some fantastic breakthroughs but have also created some problems, fraud being a big one.  But those things all get worked out as time goes on.


I really enjoyed these two books. Adam Minter is a good writer that is easy going and will keep you reading and awed at all times.  He opened my eyes to another world economy that’s making billions and right under our noses and feet.  It’s good to know that our waste is finally going to good use but we still ought to be less wasteful just the same.  One interesting thing he wrote about China buying up our trash by the fully loaded containers is that this trash has changed the whole country of China.  People leave work on the farms to sort through this trash and make more money doing it.  Imagine that, stuff valued over food!  There are some sad facts that need to sink into all of us, but then we knew that all along, didn’t we.  Another thing Adam made clear is that we didn’t dump our trash on anyone, they came here looking to buy it because they knew the value of it.  Recycling metal is better than mining it, etc. Those bone pickers you see walking the streets picking up trash and collecting it in bags just might not be such the poor sods they look like.   Cities are fazing out the landfills and burn trash that is used to generate energy to power the city.  The old days we went to the dump with our dads who had a trailer full of junk to get rid of while us kids had the time of our lives digging on the heaps looking for treasures and sometimes we found them.

Meanwhile, my neighbors have been busy.  I think the Health Dept. gave them an ultimatum and now my backstairs are cleared off.  They haven’t looked like this in 30 years!  One good thing coming out of this mess, because the great grand kid who’s under six years old tested high levels of lead the health dept. is going to replace all the windows throughout the house, and it won’t cost us anything!  Wow!  Most old houses have lead all over them and ours is no exception.  So if you live in an old house that’s something to think about, it’s not healthy for adults either.  Radon tests were done too.  The city of Minneapolis has begun requiring these tests, disclosures and abatements to be certified  before anyone can sell their house.  We’ll have that in our hands too.  Hoarders are usually not bad people, they can be very likable even but very difficult. And when cleaning day comes along. . .  At this time it’s her and her family cleaning out the house, which is better than someone else doing it, therapeutically good, that is.  However she’s renting a lot of storage lockers now and that’s not good.  It’s draining her much needed money for one thing and later all that stuff will makes it’s way back here.  I can only hope that changes or else we get a hell of an offer on this house before one of us pops our perch.

With that best wishes to all and have a good Spring season.

Beware, What You Don’t See

fullsizeoutput_25eIf you look close you will see a horse in each of the squares.  By Bev Doolittle

I was at a sale recently that was in a luxury apartment building.  The building was a huge complex located in a prestigious part of the city.  The grounds were meticulously kept and the whole look of the place was nice and had an expensive sense about it.  However, as soon as I went in through the common entry door there was a smell like that of a really bad hoarder.  I live upstairs from a hoarder and the house never smelled like that even on a bad day at it’s worse.  The hall was clean and no sign of anything like a hoarder anywhere.  I went to the apartment where the sale was and that was clean and didn’t smell and I soon forgot about it.  I found numerous things I wanted to buy but when I looked in the closet at the bottles of cleaning stuff I saw a can of bed bug spray.  I got out of there fast and forgot about buying anything.  Later after I got home I got a little paranoid that I might have picked up bugs on me when I was in there but not really positive about that, so I looked up bed bugs on Google and learned that the smell from the halls in that building did not come from a hoarder, bed bugs leave a smell.  I will never forget it.

I look at all the new luxury buildings going up everywhere around me and can’t help but think what they might be like someday.  Luckily I don’t live in an apartment building and the hoarder I live upstairs from doesn’t have bugs and I rarely see a mouse.  The cats usually take care of the mice.  This is definitely something to keep in mind though.  And no, I didn’t pick up any bed bugs.  I didn’t sit down on anywhere in that apartment or try on any coats or such.  I think the bed bugs were eliminated but the smell in the hallway is there to stay awhile.  If you like going to sales and thrift shopping, it’s a good idea to Google up bed bugs and read through the materials that tell you how to look for them.  One of my other neighbors advice is to put whatever clothes you buy from a thrift shop or sale in the dryer for awhile because the heat kills them.  Putting something in the oven for awhile should work on other items.

I know, this isn’t good for business.  I still strongly support the reuse economy. We just have to be careful out there.  After all, even the posh hotels get bed bugs.


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