I come from a long line of hoarders. It is in our DNA, our heritage, a family legacy of sorts. Junk is passed down from one generation to another. And boy howdy, there’s been some junk. Granny, in particular, held onto everything she ever got. Fabric scraps, old pieces of furniture, newspaper articles, empty jars and every single button that she could find. All of it littered every spare square inch of space in Granny’s home.
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