Post Your Yard Sale—on Wallyhood!
I’ve always been a huge sucker for a yard sale (or “tag sale,” as we called them back in New England). Cruising around the neighborhood on a bike, it’s a low-bar way to have a chat with a neighbor and also a sort of voyeuristic pleasure, like a visit to the museum of someone’s life. There are the tchotchkes from a long-ago trip to Greece, the Easy-Bake Oven harkening back to life in the 1970s, the abandoned exercise equipment yearning to…