 
Garage sale mini-anecdotes:- Two hipster-looking guys sit at the table, chit-chatting about arts programs. The tables are full of movie projectors, books like "Make Money in the Music Industry Now!" and "Anatomy for the Artist", and various GenX collectibles. I select three 16mm film reels and a 8mm camera.
"Did you go to film school?" he asks. His head is shaved like mine, his goatee just as similar. "Nope, I just do it for fun." - An amazingly old woman discusses the day with a girl who could easily be her great-granddaughter. I paruse the shelves, and stop at the books, right next to her.
"You bought some books from me last year." she says matter-of-factly. "Probably," I reply. "Seems to me they were....philosophical books." "Yeah, that sounds like me." - More books: a box of textbooks caught my eye. I pause at a heavily highlighted and underlined copy of "Our Sexuality." I first pass on it, then return and decide I better buy it or I'll regret it.
The woman at the table laughs loudly when she sees the title, then quiets herself immediately. She has to go check the price; the book isn't hers. She seems uncomfortable to even look at the book.
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