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Kars For Kids

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Kars for kids… So, you want to trade your kar for a kid? or did you want a kid for your kar? Sorry, we don’t trade kars for kids.

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  1. Why do you waste our donation by using private, not open to the public auction faculties like:
    1983 MONTAUK HIGHWAY
    BROOKHAVEN, NY 11719
    or
    1475 BLUFF CITY BLVD
    ELGIN, IL 60120
    ?
    Wondering Minds what to know.

    1. Thanks for your input, concerned donors are our best donors 🙂

      We have a team that works constantly towards figuring out which auctions or towers give our charity the best bang for the buck. It is in our interest to ensure that we receive the best possible return on the donations we receive, in order to provide the most children with a good education as we possibly can.

      Thanks again!

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