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My mother’s favorite saying when I misbehaved was that she would sell me to the gypsies if I didn’t act right. Her second favorite thing was to point out oil stains in parking lots, and on streets and tell me they were children who didn’t look both ways before walking near pavement where cars were traveling. “You don’t want to end up some greasy spot on the road, do you?”
I can’t say my parents had the most sophisticated of parenting skills….but I do still like scarves and the tambourine. Maybe I acted so bad the gypsies gave me back?