flea market

Yesterday went to the Santa Cruz flea market, in search of kitch. I haven’t been to the flea market in forever.

For the most part it was a huge recycling exercise, with people unfolding the contents of their garage storage bins on blankets for all to pick over in search of treasure. Some items were generally useful, like axe handles and screw drivers. Most were detritus. Occasionally we found the sublime, like a framed bon jovi poster in mind condition. I left empty handed except for a small bag of cashews and a sun burn on my neck. But it was happy hunting.

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