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And down sideshow alley the sprukers peddled their cheap wares.

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  1. Been busy and have just caught up with your week of posts. You are so talented at portraits. They are all great. Love the eyes of the soldier, the freckles of the kid and the profile of the bloke and his utes.

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  2. How did I miss this one?

    those sunnies look out of place on that young fella ... maybe he just found 'em ...?

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  3. Whoa - that must be some fancy show!
    Knock off perfume!
    We only have dagwood dogs and showbags at ours.

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  4. *bdg* ... some kind of headdress ... ;-)

    spruker?

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  5. Diane, thanks. I love the freckles too.
    Julie I think they are a perfect fit.
    Letty, yes Bathurst has a pretty big show.
    Martina, it seems that I and dozens of other people on the web spelt it wrongly. The word is spruiker and wiktionary defines it as "A person standing outside a place of business trying to persuade patrons to enter, or vigorously trying to persuade customers to purchase their wares (ie. a fruiterer calling out the price of bananas).

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  6. Ah, that's Australian ... I am wondering about the etymology, sounds a little bit like the German "sprechen" (to speak, to talk) with a Dutch touch (it is "spreken" in Dutch). Hm.

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