The sun shines down clear golden light on us: me, Katie, Damien, the plastic tables full of bric-a-brak, the other browsers at this particular stoop sale that is only one of many that clutter the sidewalks on this first really beautiful day of spring.
"Yeah, there's all kinds of deals, people selling all kinds of stuff," Damien says. "Guy just down that way," he hooks a thumb down the sidewalk to another table half a block away, "is selling a banjo that looks pretty good for forty dollars."
Katie, who has been examining a ceramic jar with a spigot that she thinks might be perfect for summer's lemonade, perks up: "A banjo?" she says.
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