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Well, I screwed up.
My neighbor knitted me a beautiful purple snow cap when I was 7. That was almost 30 years ago.
Today while biking from Ditmas Park to Park Slope (using the flatbush ave. bike lane next to the park) the hat seems to have fallen out of my pocket while riding.
It’s handmade, in great condition, and unmistakably purple (with orange and blue accents). It means the world to me.
If you find it please call
THANK YOU
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