sliverslave
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Curb was quiet, squeeked out 2 wheats 3 clad dimes, zinc,trash, last 3' of curb pulled up little bent silver ring, that was enough to get motivated to get friends with roofers. I said I pull up nails. They said you are friend. I said sweet. Ten minutes into unfenced field, 4" quarter sound,out pops 1911 beaut. Sad to say I slaped lady liberty right on the cheek with lesche. That's what I get for easing on in. Later on ,the realtor came in, friendly man, thanks be to God. He was cool with me being there.] And I was to! They don't call me the slave for nada. Hope you enjoy picture.
Good luck to all, and happy hunting.
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