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I don't know anything about fishing lures. I try to avoid them. These were found in an old cigar box in the attic of my Grandmothers house. I'm not even sure why I kept them. My older brother hooked a lure thru my ear lobe accidentally when we were 5 &6 yrs old. while we were mowing the lawn one night. I remember falling off the mower and was more afraid of being run over than anything. We liked to mow over the rotten apples that fell off the trees, better than having to pick them up by hand. It didn't bleed till he tried to remove it and then we were both freaked out. Why we were on a lawn mower at that age in the dark...? My parents were alcoholics, I can't believe we survived. No one ever even asked us why there was blood and rotten apples all over the riding mower...