I Found a Sealed Copy of Shinjuku Night Run at a Flea Market

I wasn't even looking for cartridges. I was there for cables, honestly. But there it was, sealed, under a stack of cords a stall two rows from the entrance clearly didn't know the value of.

The seller wanted the equivalent of lunch money for it. I paid before he could change his mind. Still haven't opened it — I don't know if I ever will.

If you're hunting, check the boxes nobody else is digging through. That's where mine was.