I haven’t been to a swap meet in so long. I love the cast offs of our overloaded consumeristic culture. Where Pee Wee Herman dolls lie next to the best black biker boots you ever saw. Appropriately scuffed, like Johnny Depp’s straggly beard. Grizzled veterans of a life on the fringe of society, selling whatever they can. Urban gypsy culture, a dying breed as we are absorbed into a chrome and concrete compound of uniformity.
Long live the individual… un-jaded,unembittered by the ongoing threat of having to surrender their individualism. The last parking lot bastion of a community that still thinks for itself.
Find that precious reminder of your uniqueness today. I’ll see you there.