On days like today, I really miss the times I dealt vintage. I wish I could just jump into a car, drive to the bad part of town, and dig thru crap. Always got me out of my toxic head. And there was the chance of finding something shiny for 59¢.
On days like today, I really miss the times I dealt vintage. I wish I could just jump into a car, drive to the bad part of town, and dig thru crap. Always got me out of my toxic head. And there was the chance of finding something shiny for 59¢.