My mother used to take me to flea markets in my stroller, and I would just rummage through the piles. You've got to dig through the overstuffed racks that everyone else just walks by. It's the only way to find the cool stuff. ↗
I can get a better grasp of what is going on in the world from one good Washington dinner party than from all the background information NBC piles on my desk. ↗
