I have always been a collector, and often expand on what I collect. One collection I have aspired to start, but never did due to lack of space, is a collection of vintage prosthetic limbs. Who would not fancy a room full of leather straps and rubber appendages? On our trip to New York Christopher and I were strolling the streets of Brooklyn when a few house ahead I spotted something and took off running towards the find. It was a discarded prosthetic hand, left on the curb for the taking. We speculate it was a woman’s hand due to the size. I was overjoyed and strolled around the streets with my new acquisition and the beginnings of my new collection.