I’ve got a feeling we aren’t in Oxford anymore

Strand of American flag lights? Fifty cents at your nearest flea-market.

Central Florida is heaven for your junk collectors, deal snatchers, and general social flea-marketers.

Blue skies belie the chill in the air on the last Wednesday morning of the year.

Junk or treasure? You never know what you'll find

Remember the mad rush for these, a number of Christmas seasons ago? Now collecting soot in somebody's basement.

Yes, there is a stuffed black bear in the back of this semi-permanent vendor's booth.

And just in case we're not sure that we left England - large knives for sale in the open air.

These ones were behind glass, however.

As were these fancy timepieces.

And just in case you wanted to stop in for those American Flag lights, here's the street sign.

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