Old things alone draw this many people. In Chofu, Tokyo, twice a year, in spring and autumn, the Tokyo Flea Market is held. Hundreds of vendors gather from home and abroad with antiques, old books, vintage clothing, Nordic furniture, and antique tableware. Nothing is new; everything has been used and aged, its scratches and tarnish part of its history. Tens of thousands come, some seeking a particular treasure, others wandering with no aim, all of them drawn to old things. Why do people love what is old? Perhaps because time lives within it, the trace of someone's life that a new object can never hold. There are workshops and food stalls as well, more than one can take in a single day. Old things passed to the next person; not discarded, but carried on. One of Tokyo's two great flea markets.