Sadly , this machine is a “Rapunzel” ; trapped in a home decor shop in Avalon’s posher neighbor, Stone Harbor.
Perhaps someday, she could weave her ribbon into a rope, allowing an admirer to climb over the transom and, inky- fingered, declare, “Yon lifeboat is but a toy– not thee. You were meant to put words upon alabaster sheets, giving substance to my silent whims… Let me lift thee ( oof-dah, she’s a heavy one!) and carry you to my writing shack”
Next morning, the puzzled owner of Shore de’Couer would scratch her head , wondering what had been there and left those four little square dents on the panel of the show window. Finally, she will give up and put a Taiwan- made replica of a milk can to fill the spot.
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