The laws of economics temporarily suspend themselves every weekend in Sinking Spring, Pennsylvania, where Willow Glen Flea Market operates on a pricing structure that would make your accountant question reality.
Here’s the thing about flea markets – most of them pretend to offer deals while secretly charging vintage store prices for a rusty spatula from 1982.
Not this place.
This is where twenty-six dollars transforms you into a shopping superhero with a bag that defies the laws of physics and good sense…