Yes l received my key ring
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on โ02-04-2019 06:00 PM
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on โ04-04-2019 03:32 PM
@imastawka wrote:Does it matter at all?
"It was very large and beautifully made"
Well it does matter to the OP. And I'm happy that that the OP is happy.
Very large and beautifully made sounds cool.No wonder the OP's happy. I would love to know what it looks like. Key rings can be quite cool actually.
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on โ04-04-2019 03:36 PM
@4channel wrote:
@imastawka wrote:Does it matter at all?
"It was very large and beautifully made"
Well it does matter to the OP. And I'm happy that that the OP is happy.
Very large and beautifully made sounds cool.No wonder the OP's happy. I would love to know what it looks like. Key rings can be quite cool actually.
just donโt ask to see my ring!
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on โ04-04-2019 07:23 PM
I want Lynda Carter's whip. Lynda as well. Never really thought too much of her back in the day but looking back now, that was a fine lady.
Anyway, back to the issue. I think the OP was just overjoyed that something that may hve taken a while has finally arrived.
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on โ04-04-2019 08:05 PM
If he is that happy he should be telling the seller, not the boardies.
I suspect the OP will not be back as he believes he has acknowledged the receipt of his item.
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on โ05-04-2019 11:06 AM
@lyndal1838 wrote:If he is that happy he should be telling the seller, not the boardies.
I suspect the OP will not be back as he believes he has acknowledged the receipt of his item.
I don'tmind knowing. I think it's kinda cool
Hmm, maybe a bit more to this story. I may wait in anticipation.
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on โ05-04-2019 11:58 AM
Sorry 4channel but I dont think too many other boardies will loose a great deal of sleep over it.
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on โ05-04-2019 07:02 PM
Evening sank like indigo chiffon upon the late afternoon.
The damp streets shone with mirrored colours of flashing lights - red, blue, green, orange. Street lights and shop signs were eerily twinned in the shallow puddles, begetting thoughts of other worlds and imponderable depths. Illusion... all was illusion.
The tall veiled woman who stood fixedly before the black wrought-iron gate absent-mindedly noted the light rain without being consciously aware that she awkwardly extended her umbrella in one hand, while regarding, held in her other hand, a very large and beautifully made key ring on which was a single large, elaborately chased brass ring.
For years she had sought the answer to the mystery of the key ring. Whence had it come? What did the key open? Why had it been given to her? And why had she felt compelled to travel from Zagreb to Antwerp in search of the answer?
She had left behind husband, suckling babe, respected career as a physicist, beautiful house, and her many friends. These lay abandoned in the attics of her mind, half-forgotten in the crazed impulse that had led her here, on this night, to this place. She had tried the key in desk drawers, music boxes, safety deposit boxes, bedroom doors, flats, palaces. Each time, despair had gripped her. Nothing fit! - Her rattlings of key in lock had proved to be futile.
Her shoulders straightened. She lifted her veil, and her face bore a feverish but determined look of resolution. Her trembling ceased; she stepped forward, the keyring held aloft, the key stabbing like a knife at the lock, then gentling, seeking entry...
... and failing.
The muscles in her neck corded. Something that was not rain slid down her cheek. She cried aloud in despair, "You well-made key! You thing of beauty! Why do you haunt me so? Why do you torment me?"
Her arm lowered. Her journey must continue, until the lock revealed itself and the knowledge would be hers...
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on โ08-04-2019 05:19 PM
@countessalmirena wrote:Evening sank like indigo chiffon upon the late afternoon.
The damp streets shone with mirrored colours of flashing lights - red, blue, green, orange. Street lights and shop signs were eerily twinned in the shallow puddles, begetting thoughts of other worlds and imponderable depths. Illusion... all was illusion.
The tall veiled woman who stood fixedly before the black wrought-iron gate absent-mindedly noted the light rain without being consciously aware that she awkwardly extended her umbrella in one hand, while regarding, held in her other hand, a very large and beautifully made key ring on which was a single large, elaborately chased brass ring.
For years she had sought the answer to the mystery of the key ring. Whence had it come? What did the key open? Why had it been given to her? And why had she felt compelled to travel from Zagreb to Antwerp in search of the answer?
She had left behind husband, suckling babe, respected career as a physicist, beautiful house, and her many friends. These lay abandoned in the attics of her mind, half-forgotten in the crazed impulse that had led her here, on this night, to this place. She had tried the key in desk drawers, music boxes, safety deposit boxes, bedroom doors, flats, palaces. Each time, despair had gripped her. Nothing fit! - Her rattlings of key in lock had proved to be futile.
Her shoulders straightened. She lifted her veil, and her face bore a feverish but determined look of resolution. Her trembling ceased; she stepped forward, the keyring held aloft, the key stabbing like a knife at the lock, then gentling, seeking entry...
... and failing.
The muscles in her neck corded. Something that was not rain slid down her cheek. She cried aloud in despair, "You well-made key! You thing of beauty! Why do you haunt me so? Why do you torment me?"
Her arm lowered. Her journey must continue, until the lock revealed itself and the knowledge would be hers...
One day on the credits of a made for television movie, we'll see in the beiginning ... "Based on a short story by countessalmirena "
A pity that Faye Dunnaway has aged as she would be perfect as that veiled lady. Hmmm, Lesley Ann Warren?


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