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eminyc from 10007 | Posted on 9/23/07

I Smell Dead People There's been a reprieve recently on what was a usual occurrence every Sunday in the city. Thankfully, due to outstanding weather and outstanding real estate owned by Nancy - we've spent most of our summer by the Atlantic Ocean on Fire Island. But today it was back to Chelsea to the fleamarkets. This means getting the same train I get to work(triggering all those damn it's work tomorrow feelings) and walking around smelling disease, BO and, err, decease as Ben rummages through the detritus of past lives looking for trinkets. There's one particular double storey carpark which is the least offensive, and seems to hold some items which could - just possibly both be worth more than their 'best price' and not infect you with hives... I gain untold pleasure from watching people haggle with some gray haired wizened woman for something that deserves no better home than a recycling plant.

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