“I was the child who was smashed in the middle seat.”

Clearly, I have no idea what I am doing. [Editor’s note: “I don’t know what I’m doing” is a recurring personal column that pays homage to Johnny Auping’s “I have no idea what I’m doing” personal column in The New Yorker. Opinions expressed here belong only to the author, and, we hope, nobody else on the planet.–Josh Towner, opinions editor] I am the youngest of five siblings in my family. I learned these next few sentences the hard way.

Business in the bubble — Medium —

While Fisk keeps some of his findings, most of the items he finds are bought and sold through his Instagram and eBay accounts. Some items sold for around $20–50 while other vintage pieces are sold at extreme prices. At least three times a week, Fisk sorts through clothing racks at local Goodwill stores. Some of his greatest find comes from surfing through piles of unsorted blue bins of clothes. The owner holds position, awaits the final countdown then swiftly scans the bins for hidden treasure.
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