When I was a taxi driver a friend and I used to go every Sunday morning to the Maxwell Street Market and blow our hard-earned dough on total bullshit.
There was a guy there who used to sell old college textbooks for a few bucks apiece, and I acquired quite an extensive library of medical texts. I used to photocopy the pictures and make collages out of them for show flyers. My favorite books were the ones on eye surgery, congenital birth defects and endocrine disorders. These books were all lavishly illustrated and loaded with photos, and the last two books had these gruesome pics of severely deformed people standing naked in front of a wall chart that displayed height in feet--like in a police lineup--with black bars across their eyes. Those made for some pretty wicked flyer imagery.
I also bought a pair of hand-held 'pistol-type' crossbows. Those things were small but powerful. They could shoot one of those little bolts like 500' or more. I once shot one into an apartment wall from about 6' away, and it passed through 2 layers of drywall and was stuck in the opposite wall in the next room. I think those crossbows cost me like $15 each or something.
I also bought a *lot* of power tools there, for pennies on the dollar. The old joke was that if your tools ever get stolen, just go down to Maxwell Street on Sunday and buy 'em back for like $10.
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