Most folks worldwide have visited a flea market, swap shop, or bazaar, but few take the time to get to know the variety of vendors peddling their lightly used or dubiously acquired inventory every weekend. At the Dusty Bucket, a self-described "androgynous pansexual with no more ambition nowadays than making a living as a flea market 'artist" sets up a table with their recently-deceased mother's unremarkable collectibles. The booth neighbor sells...