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However, instead of being stocked with Cheerios and canned beans, they're stocked with resistors, capacitors, coils, and transformers; decrepit, defunct or obsolete computers and midlate 1990s software (Borland Quattro!
The diddler purchases one or two dozen of these blanks, and every day dips one of them in his soup, makes his dog jump for it, and finally gives it to him as a bonne bouche.
Most large cities have one; in Phoenix it was Apache Reclamation and Electronics, and in Chicago there were several, most of them now long gone.
(Anybody remember Gemco on West Madison just east of the River?
); every species of wire and connector you've ever seen, as well as a multitude of semiconductor devices and used vacuum tubes.