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fifty cents. FIFTY CENTS! Oh, sweet Mother of Thrifting Goodness, smile your good fortune upon me.



And these?





By the looks of these little voodoo dolls, it might be too late for the Children of Appalachia.

Jack and I discovered our local St. Vincent de Paul thrift store, just kittycorner from the Miracle Center Thrift Store and the Best 99 Cent Store Ever. I got a bag full of fantastic goodies, including the crocheted horsie and the Children under the Stairs Appalachian dolls, two pairs of shorts for a buck apiece, a pile of children's books for a dime apiece, and a bag full of toys for next to nothing. Fun thrifting.

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