Dude, I'm retired. I can make as much or little as I want, smoke and drink while I'm working, and set my own hours. I get to drive all over the countryside and buy up things you've never seen before. Some of it I keep, like the cheap guns I find everywhere. Some of I use, and some of it I sell. And most of it I get for pennies on the dollar. And yes, I do pay taxes on everything. But the greatest pleasure is hooking people up with things you won't find at any store. Things that reconnect them with their past. Things they treasure. You just have to know what you're looking for, and have to have a sense of what's valuable, meaningful, and desirable. You can't just throw any shit out there and expect someone to buy it. Everyone has their niche. Mine is military collectibles from WW1, WW2, and the Vietnam War, and it takes a lot of digging. All through the pandemic, I hit probably over a thousand garages sales, estate sales, auctions, and flea markets. I never wore a mask, I didn't get the jab, and I didn't die.