It has become one of America's major outdoor and even indoor sports, this thing called the Flea Market. Every Sunday, seemingly endless processions of station wagons, vans, pickups and trailers head for crowded meeting places where antiques, semi-antiques, not-quite antiques and just plain old junk are destined to change hands. We invite you to wander about this particular flea market with our heroine Marcy Virtue, and should you see something tempting, remember these places operate under a simple rule that was promulgated by the ancient Romans, caveat emptor; let the buyer beware...