The thought of myself going to a flea market was unheard of before I got married. I always thought it was basically a junk yard. After I moved to a larger city that impression was cleared from my mind. There was this flea market my husband took me to that practically looked like a mall. The people there sold old and new stuff. There was one guy who made furniture. I saw this amazing modern dining table. It was not only hand-made, but very inexpensive. If I would have known that flea markets had such great items, I would have shopped there before I bought all my furniture. Never judge anything until you actually have been there.

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