I walked up to an stall full of antiques and collectibles and picked up a toy "Dinky" car. The seller smiled and asked if I was a collector. I was as a kid and still have most of them. We had a nice talk and then I went along to look at the vegetables. Thousands of miles spanned by a common interest. I choose one thing to look for on a trip --hoping not to find it-- so I can meet people.
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