Today’s orbit through Gold River was light on treasure, heavy on weird:
• A citrus pitcher begging to be filled with spiked lemonade
• Stackable face cups grinning like they know your secrets
• Two tiny prayer kids frozen mid-plea
• And her—the gremlin pin who refuses to stop showing up in new forms
The prices were unhinged, the vibes were Victorian, and yet… I left with just enough oddity to make it worth the drift.
THE DRIFT PORTAL 
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