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I went to the Brimfield Flea Market with my Dad last thursday for some good old antique whoring. This years market SSUCKED big ass. It was just all over priced garbage. Even my dad didnt find anything intersting which is odd becasue he loves to buy and pack rat away ANYONES trash in our basement. No lawn gnomes…no glass negitives.. not even a crappy brownie camera. I was disapointed. I was actually revolted when i saw someone trying to pawn off there old family albums to people… who would buy that shit, like anyone has such a boring life that they have to flip threw someone elses memories for whatever reason. And who would sell that!!! It wasent even like the photos had any historical value or anything. They were just family photos of birthdays and holidays. Thats just creepy. Then in on booth a guy was selling old test prints for a dollar each….garbage. I couldnt believe he was actually making money off his crappy test prints from people that dont realize it is just trash and will fade in a year or two. I told him a had a few boxes of them in my basement I would gladly sell him.hahhah. I did almost get pick pocketed from an old dirty man. He tried to open my little backpack but I turned around and cought him… basterd. The only thing I almost wasted my money on was a book that was about how to survive a nuclear attack from the 1960’s. It was pretty funny and had nice little drawings of people building fallout shelters and living in them. I decided not to buy it . Maybe next year.