The other day I was walking through the Sunday Flee market that happens here in Athens. It's a pretty intense market that sells everything from hand made jewelry to "used DVDs" and even toothbrushes. The thing about this flee market is that when the people are finished selling, sometimes they just leave whatever they have left behind for people to pick over.
One dealer had apparently been selling something (used I assume) dealing with photographs. What they left behind was a pile of random photographs.
It's really strange to look through people's memories from what looks like a fun vacation.
Mr. Sumbrero Man you will live on as a legend.
Later
