My Life is a Flea Market

Went to a flea market to day and this is my prey of today's hunting:

What I bought first was the Wonderwoman comic together with the old postcard from 1914, and they fit together so well Two wonderwomen at once.

What else is there:

a book from the 50ies about Popart <3

an old advertising plate, saying: "Smoking Mickey Mouse with growing tail. Mickey-Mouses entertain the young and old". Odd

a Jules Verne book (Around the world in 80 days / A Journey to the Center of the Earth)

Walt Disney Book - The Living Desert

Aldous Huxley - The Genius and the Goddess

a psalm book, a book "Quo Vadis" and a songbook from the 40ies, and they will fall victim to become beautifully wrapped scrapbooks

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I find it always strange, all these things on flea markets were once part of the ordinary life and nothing special at all, and today we buy them for some cents like cheap rubbish.
Very much according to this, a very inventive man passed me by shouting "BOB MARLEY" (because of my dreads), and THEN he had to explain to his teenager daughter WHO BOB MARLEY WAS.
I felt so young and old the same time