Antique Dealers are never like this.
Buyers are never like this either.
*vintage pool balls, could they be 1950s or older? Or new? I asked the dealer. He said to me,"Do you play pool?" I answered no. I knew I had lost the game of bartering.
Eight Ball
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10 responses to “Eight Ball”
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And a hustler never answers a direct question, right?
I was thinking of you this past week Corey. I was poking around rural Lyon in Antique shops looking for stuff. No finds but it was a fun way to pass the afternoon. -
Live and learn.
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Again. Balls?
Brother Mat -
HA!
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Great image– love all the color.
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HA! At least you got a good photo before leaving the bar.
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Hey my dear brother Matt…cement balls, canon balls, gold balls and pool balls…what will be next in the ball realm?
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Funny how many can turn into magic. One pool ball – nothing, but multiply and Voila! I am off again to cruise the Caribbean on a Quilt Cruise (teaching) and look forward to catching up with you when I return!
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corey i found something in moms things about john b. I’ll save it, I remember when you and john took me for a ride in SF, what a night.
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cool colorful photo!
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