Some things mean more than the sum of their parts. A book of Players cigarette cards. A piece of memorabilia from a film. A collection of books years in the making.
None of those are here. None of them are for sale.
The value they hold isn't in their age, their rarity or their price. It's in me.
That is why this is a few things chosen rather than a great many things listed, and why it isn't a marketplace of everything. Not all of it is for me. I imagine all of it is for someone.
If the feeling isn't there I don't buy it, and I don't sell it.
The grading is right and the description is right, and both of those are the floor rather than the point. The point is that something here finds the same place in you that mine found in me. A moment in time, kept in a thing.