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June 09, 2008

La Historia Del Boleto

Like these, from here.

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That's a lovely collection.
One of my boys was very attached to "tickets"
when he was little and would spend days holding small rectangular papers in his baby fist.
These reminded me of that time.

I love these - beautiful! I think they'd look great framed just like you have them in your post.

Stunning find Denise!

Oh I wish these were mine! The link in the post is the the archive. More neat ones on the site, although I can't read Spanish.

Oh Cool.

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