I haven't hidden my amazement over other bloggers' flea market finds. Given what they've uncovered over the years, I've often wished I could find a flea market near me. But the only flea market that I've been to that has contained cards since returning to this hobby was a sprawling flea market in the Buffalo suburbs a number of years ago. That flea market has since been closed down due to drug dealing or gang activity or some similar nefarious occurrence. But, miracle of miracles, several weeks ago, I discovered an advertisement for a flea market on the north side of town. The hours weren't that convenient and I still haven't checked it out. Then my wife came home last week and said that a coworker told her there was a new flea market downtown ... and it had baseball cards. Hot damn! Finally! Flea markets have landed in the north country! It took me a few days to get over there. There's just no time to do anything anymore, even when I'm ...
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