a place on earth you need to visit is Treasure Mart in Kerrytown, Ann Arbor. I’m sure it isn’t in 1,000 Places To See Before You Die, which is a shame on Patricia Schultz.

Treasure Mart is a market crammed with necessities for your home, life and valuables to pass along after your death. Tables are riddled with magnificent finds. A fine painting could rest next to a tea cup, a bronzed horse could be brandished next to a sequined fur coat–you’ll need to wear your prescription lenses to this place because you could find anything anywhere!

Just look what I found.

“After a celestial day of praying to Jesus about her elongated limb syndrome (ELS), Angela rested her eyes and dreamed she was a demon train whore”

A young lad whimsically chases his bull with the blunt horn of the last bull who tried to pull one on him.

I especially like how the large ceramic goose “ooohs” in the background. It’s like the treasure mart items can even entertain themselves.

I hate that rat bastard, Earl Gray.

Doubles as a bridal veil!
These lamps are not just lamps-they are frayed lovers.

I will admit, I did take a picture of his underparts and this horse is no lie. He is all there and time is on his side.