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Remarkably, that’s not the weirdest thing I wit-
                                                              nessed at Bosco’s. That honor went to Rocki, the
                                                              pet squirrel perched on the shoulder of Neil
                                                              Davies, a satellite engineer whose white cowboy
                                                              hat and bushy white mustache lent him a passing
                                                              resemblance to Sam Elliott in The Big Lebowski.
                                                                “He will bite,” Davies warned, although I ven-
                                                              tured a swift stroke of his fur when Rocki’s eyes
                                                              began to droop. When his adoptive dad suddenly
                                                              announced “he just peed on me,” we took that as
                                                              our cue to depart.
                                                                           Antiques With A Twist
                                                                I tried to count the number of antiques stores
                                                              along Niles Boulevard, but I lost track after a
                                                              dozen. Browse for books about Niles’ history, as
                                                              well as fictional works by local authors like Gloria
                                                              B. Gates, at Keith’s Books and Collectibles. If it’s
                                                              the weird and wonderful you’re after, it’s easy to
                                                              fall down a rabbit hole—or should I say, a man-
                                                              hole—at Mantiques, which specializes in “manly
                                                              antiques.” Imagine a mash-up of frat house detri-
                                                              tus and the unidentifiable lumps of metal you
                                                              might find in your Dad’s garage, and you’ve got
                                                              the picture. On my visit, I spied a rubber cobra, a
                                                              stuffed weasel, bobble heads of sports figures, au-
                                                              tographed baseballs, an old whipped cream maker
                                                              that looked uncannily like an unexploded shell,
                                                              and—my favorite—a collection of empty beer
                                                              cans.
                                                                Toy Trauma--a shop within a shop at Man-
                                                              tiques—is a toy collector’s Valhalla. I was tempted
                                                              to buy an “interactive Yoda” for my Dad’s birth-
                                                              day, but the chatty shopkeeper in an Andy Capp
                                                              cap wasn’t sure it interacted anymore. Never
                                                              mind. There was plenty more to choose from, like
                                                              a remote-control Batmobile, Matchbox cars, and
                                                              figurines of Godzilla, Mutant Ninja Turtles, and a
                                                              cadre of other critters which would require a PhD
                                                              in comic book lore to identify.




                                                              The renovated Niles train station, which
                                                              dates to 1909, features a locomotive mu-
                                                              seum. A pleasure train still runs between
                                                              Niles and Sunol. Copyright Amy Laughing-
                                                              house




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