"There's some places over on Seventh Street that sell second hand, irregulars, overstocks. We always had really good luck there. Their stuff changes all the time, so everytime you go, there's something different. On Abbot Boulevard are a great number of flea markets. Those are always fun because of all the funky stuff you can find. The problem is getting it home. Some of the places have delivery, and some of them recommend independent people. My car's a little hybrid, so it's useless for big things, or else I'd offer to cart home whatever you got."
Noah scratched thoughtfully at his chin, nails scritching on the scruff there. He hadn't shaved that morning, and it bugged him. "The only problem with places like that is if you don't buy it then, it's gone when you come back, which can be heartbreaking if you had your heart set on it."