Sat, Nov 7
Frank & Son Collectible Show
Every collector has a box they do not fully explain at home. The honest thing about this place is that nobody inside it needs the box explained — you can hold up a sealed 1999 starter deck and three strangers will tell you what it is worth and two of them will be wrong on purpose.
It is a warehouse in City of Industry, open since 1988, and the scale is the thing nobody warns you about: more than two hundred booths, every one independently owned, which means the pricing is a negotiation and the knowledge is uneven and that is the entire pleasure. Graded baseball cards two aisles from loose Gundam kits two aisles from Disney pins. Regulars walk it in a fixed order. The cardboard smell is real and people will admit they come for it.
Saturdays run nine to six, admission and parking free, last entry ten minutes before close. It is a convention that never ends and never announces itself, which is why half the city has still never been.
Every collector has a box they do not fully explain at home. The honest thing about this place is that nobody inside it needs the box explained — you can hold up a sealed 1999 starter deck and three strangers will tell you what it is worth and two of them will be wrong on purpose.
It is a warehouse in City of Industry, open since 1988, and the scale is the thing nobody warns you about: more than two hundred booths, every one independently owned, which means the pricing is a negotiation and the knowledge is uneven and that is the entire pleasure. Graded baseball cards two aisles from loose Gundam kits two aisles from Disney pins. Regulars walk it in a fixed order. The cardboard smell is real and people will admit they come for it.
Saturdays run nine to six, admission and parking free, last entry ten minutes before close. It is a convention that never ends and never announces itself, which is why half the city has still never been.
It is a warehouse in City of Industry, open since 1988, and the scale is the thing nobody warns you about: more than two hundred booths, every one independently owned, which means the pricing is a negotiation and the knowledge is uneven and that is the entire pleasure. Graded baseball cards two aisles from loose Gundam kits two aisles from Disney pins. Regulars walk it in a fixed order. The cardboard smell is real and people will admit they come for it.
Saturdays run nine to six, admission and parking free, last entry ten minutes before close. It is a convention that never ends and never announces itself, which is why half the city has still never been.
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Every collector has a box they do not fully explain at home. The honest thing about this place is that nobody inside it needs the box explained — you can hold up a sealed 1999 starter deck and three strangers will tell you what it is worth and two of them will be wrong on purpose.
It is a warehouse in City of Industry, open since 1988, and the scale is the thing nobody warns you about: more than two hundred booths, every one independently owned, which means the pricing is a negotiation and the knowledge is uneven and that is the entire pleasure. Graded baseball cards two aisles from loose Gundam kits two aisles from Disney pins. Regulars walk it in a fixed order. The cardboard smell is real and people will admit they come for it.
Saturdays run nine to six, admission and parking free, last entry ten minutes before close. It is a convention that never ends and never announces itself, which is why half the city has still never been.
It is a warehouse in City of Industry, open since 1988, and the scale is the thing nobody warns you about: more than two hundred booths, every one independently owned, which means the pricing is a negotiation and the knowledge is uneven and that is the entire pleasure. Graded baseball cards two aisles from loose Gundam kits two aisles from Disney pins. Regulars walk it in a fixed order. The cardboard smell is real and people will admit they come for it.
Saturdays run nine to six, admission and parking free, last entry ten minutes before close. It is a convention that never ends and never announces itself, which is why half the city has still never been.
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