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It represents a lost art, the carvers are so few. Children being children, what a pleasant view! Carousal takes me back to when I was a lass. Oh, how time flies, fond memories of the past. Brightly hand-carved horses, beautiful and bright. Some are brown, some white and some black as night.
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