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| Adorable pottery. Want. |
Millions of people + more belongings than they need +
limited living and storage space = Flea Market!
(OK, you also have to throw in people with a good eye for
collecting, people with talents who sell their art and crafts, etc….but you get
my drift).
One very warm
(read: too hot) Saturday at the end of May, as a friend and I were still trying
to assemble, decorate, and uselessly fill our new apartments, we decided to go
to the Brooklyn Flea in Fort Greene, where untold treasures awaited.
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| Our favorite. |
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| I. love. these. |
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| And. Keys. |
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| Useless tidbits for the win! |
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| I don't know why anyone would need this little guy, but everyone should want it. |
I surprised myself with my restraint, buying nothing but a curiously
flavored popsicle. But never fear; I will return.
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People's Pops. Raspberry Basil flavor, I think they were.
This picture has some incredible color action happening. |
Even when it’s not an official flea market, I always enjoy
fun antique/thrift store finds of useless-yet-alluring junk, such as this store
(incidentally called Junk, I believe) in Williamsburg.
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| Some genius put the photo of the lake next to the vintage beer can. |
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| President-face bottles, buttons, kazoos, alligator belt buckles |
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| "Official Beer Pong Balls," eclectic busts, vintage beer cans |
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