I got a totally darling 50s wool swing coat in black with red speckles and a peter pan collar from them on Ebay. The listing said they were in Syracuse, and I didn’t pay much attention. When my new coat arrived today there were all these little cards and tags that let me know the seller has a brick and mortar shop on Bedford Ave and also a regular stall at artists and fleas in Chelsea and in Brooklyn. This was one of those merry finds through the rabbit hole. I got a great ivory silk dress with red peonies on it from an estate sale in Texas for $ 20, and this was in another window. It was meant to be.