I am still on the hunt for an old reliable sewing machine. I look on Craigslist all the time. Thought I found one, so my friend Igor drove me there, in case the guy was an ax murderer. Gorgeous house in Granite Bay, but the sewing machine was awful. If someone doesn't even bother to get the yuckie gunk off something they are selling, forget it. So Igor says, I know a lady with sewing machines for sale, lots of them. We drove to this Romanian woman's house, and she has three for sale! Three ancient Singers that look like they could be on Little House on the Prairie, if Pa had put in electricity. So the search goes on.
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