Long story as to how I bumped into this person, but ... I did.
I walked into a fast food restaurant in a large city here in the US. There was a family of four sitting at the table next to us.
The older woman jumped when I sat down (I was less than arms length away from her). She looked at me funny. I ignored her.
She leaned over and said in a heavy (what I thought) was a British accent. Cockney I thought. Heavy.
She said something and I said, "Pardon me". A younger person across from her said, "She wants to know what you have on your person that is cursed."
I didn't know what to say.
"There is some item on your body that is hexed. It has bad magic. She can feel it, I can too."
I asked what it is. Nobody knew. I emptied my pockets on the table. She instantly bumped the key ring I keep the office lock codes on. "this one" She almost whispered. The old woman was mumbling something and rocking slowly.
"This ... right here. Never put a key on this ring. Anything that is attached to this object will pick up some of the bad ... it will be ruined. Don't use this. Don't carry it with you. Best to throw it in a deep body of water."
I asked "How do you know this?" She said, "She" nodding toward the old lady "is a Pagan witch. A Irish-Gaelic priestess. She knows these things. I have some abilities here, and I can feel it ... but, she felt it as soon as you walked in. She didn't know it was you till you sat down here."
The old lady started to stand up. She looked at me like I farted in church. And they left.
So ... is there a market for cursed items?
This is a religious item, pix of The Virgin Mary. Obviously old, gold plate that the plate is wearing off. Well worn.
