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Stop me if you've heard this before:
In the early 1990s, pricier, more polished-looking cards hit the market. The industry started to cater almost exclusively to what Beckett's associate publisher described to me as "the hard-core collector," an "older male, 25 to 54, with discretionary income."
Posted by YourMomsBasement at July 26, 2006 01:00 PM