We all know one, love one, a person who can't walk away from a garage sale. She'll turn the car around in the middle of the street or leap over fences to grab a cheap doodad. There we are spectators in her compulsion. Helpless to stop her we choke on the dust she leaves behind as she dives for that very special doily. Thirty-five cents, a quarter, the sound of such words makes her drool. Will she ever stop? Is there help for her? Will there ever be a Garage Sale Support Group for people addicted to other people's junk sitting on the side of the road? If there is such a group surely they can help the woman in this painting who totally lost control when the homeowner extended her sale by one day.
Title: Garage Sale Gone Wrong
Art by: F. Magdalene Austin
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