At my local weekly car-boot sale
I enjoyed my walks. I go there often.
I enjoy browsing more than buying.
The human connection is worth more
than the goods being upcycled.
I was struck afresh by how the stall holders
prized their boxes more than the contents
-supposedly for sale-
which seemed to be collectively unwanted.
Was this, I thought, like Weimar Germany,
where with hyper-inflation the wheel barrow
in which a person carried their money
was more valuable than the money being carried?
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