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| - I really have a love/hate relationship with sleepy poet, but in a good way.
It usually starts off with a dose of guilt that I'm not going to 1510, but some days I just need to see 8 million booths of stuff, always changing with varieties in prices (though usually still on the higher side) and different people to talk to. Plus, there is the perk of being able to comparison shop within the same building (if I can remember where the first booth I saw it in is located) and more than likely I can find what I'm searching for (or not really searching for).
My occasional problem with the tons of booths, the large clothing section, the records, the fabrics, the jewelry, and the insane amount of books is about half to three quarters of the way through sometimes my brain just can't compute any more antiques, especially if I haven't been in in a while. There is so much crammed into this place it is insane, and on occasion I need a break. (thank you conveniently placed soda and vending machine)
The staff is really helpful, and instead of me finding my way to the front to put down my items and then trying to find the aisle that I left off on, more often than not an employee will pass me and offer to take my handfuls up to the front and save it in a cubby with my name on it until I can make my way back up there. Love it. And although some of the prices are higher, almost everything is in fantastic shape - and there are awesome deals hidden among the higher priced tags.
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