Now before any staycationing bearded wanna-be Brooklynite screams “Like yah, don’t you see? There were flea markets before you claim hipsters arrived!“…. there is a HUGE difference. Back then, booths were run by normal looking people selling current merchandise that people needed rather than quirky, overpriced shit people only buy to impress their nasally effeminate lumberjack neighbor or transplanted friend. Today, oblivious Joshes and Chloe’s buy $300 paper clip bracelets, and $40 secret message t-shirts as they head back to their $2400 studios in working class Brooklyn neighborhoods. But what do I know???