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There is a bootsale that runs opposite my flat every week, and I love it. Boot sales / markets / fairs / church hall sales - I have a lot of fond memories associated with these places from my childhood. I don’t know why, exactly, but just seeing all that plastic, outdated crap laying out there on a wallpapering table in the middle of a field, or car park - it does something to me.
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