We go crazy for estate sales here in Toronto and the GTA. Love them. The deals, special finds, and the anthropological experience of looking into someone's life can be a thrill, a joy, but sometimes it can be a bit dark and depressing, forcing one to look inwards and reflect. Never-the-less it is one of our greatest pass times (I actually listed it as my only hobby on a doctors entry form).
Anyway, when in Copenhagen, we stumbled into this serious contents sale. People were leaving the building, covered in florescent, bristol board signs probably stating "one day only!", "estate sale!", "crazy deals!", with arms full. We could have outfitted an entire apartment in one stop. If we had room in our luggage, and if the electrical was compatible, I certainly would have purchased the leather telephone pictured at the end of this post (super cool) and a couple of choice paintings.
OMG!
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