Two weeks ago, a message started circulating on some phones in Ourense. A family market was advertised in a suburban home. We put our mother and father’s legacy up for sale,” he said. The heritage included “rustic furniture, garden furniture, cutlery, glassware, pottery, home textiles, agricultural tools and miscellaneous objects”. I instantly wondered about the “various objects”. Sometimes useless garbage and unexpected wonders coexist in harmony. Years ago a friend told me all face Years ago I was selling the library of a deceased neighbor whose heirs needed space, and there I found the first issues of Anagrama’s yellow collection mixed with trivial titles.
I wrote to the same friend who was aware of the market and told me that the family had built an empire with fur coats. I voiced my doubts and he agreed: “Yes. Destruction is always a painful and terrible sight, not wanting to look outside, it’s almost impossible to see what’s left of power. I was like the shepherd from Vilardevos who said, “We should look for it”. Fortunately, the ad was almost funny. It’s a diverse market in a pleasant place to have a good time. Just like when they move home in American movies.
As we leave our home city, we begin to get lost. It was almost the best of the day. We didn’t find anything interesting. Not even ten kilos of Bibles that cost fifty euros. We were embarrassed to go empty-handed and took a vase with us. I had a big wooden mallet in my hand. But I couldn’t find any argument to take. I’m sorry in advance. I’m throwing a party at the house in a few days, and when I see him, the guests will always say, “So what’s this shit for?” they will ask.
Source: Informacion
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