…I have accumulated way too many books, toys, memorabilia, and what-nots, over the years.

Thus, I should sell some of my things.

Perhaps I will.

Someday.

But how can I part with my beat-up 1979 Millennium Falcon, or my Rolls-Royce diecast cars, and my record LPs?

Call me a hoarder.

I don’t care.

I love being surprised when I uncover a long hidden gem, like  faded BASIC programming books from the 1980s.

Call me a hoarder.

I don’t care.

 

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