Selling It

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That said, on to the first post....

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What I learned roaming last weekend's Ravenswood Manor Garage Sale, a few-dozen rummage sales squished into a leafy square mile of northwest Chicago:

• Buyers have more leverage on cooler, grayer days. By noon or 1, the thrill is gone and sellers are itching to get back to the Cubs-Sox game.
  
• If you don't have kids in your life and don't expect them anytime soon, avoid lingering at the garages where booties, PJs, and stuffed animals are prominent. What you see upfront is only a hint of all that teeny-tiny merchandise jamming the rafters and spilling out into the seller's yard.
• Purchases that are quickly regretted and recycled on the yard sale circuit-- Trump: The Game, Members Only apparel, and 7 Habits of Highly Effective People.