The “flea market” sucked (it was all like local online vintage shops. There was one lady selling really beautiful screenprinted denim overalls for like $200 which is fine but there wasn’t a guy selling $5 t shirts out of big plastic tubs or even an ice cream truck or anything and it only took up like half a block of a street. Lame) but on my way home i took the path by the creek and i saw a bright orange fish that was definitely someone’s abandoned pet but seemed to get along with the other fish, an AMERICAN EEL, and a snapping turtle. Big W for nature