London Satanic Flea Market: Stuff of Nightmares & Comedy

What do you wear to the Satanic Flea Market? I put on a black turtleneck and tan slacks, then switched into black slacks. I didn’t have any black eyeliner, so I swiped on the darkest shade of red lipstick I own.

I am not a satanist, although many progressives on my undergraduate campus believed that I was summoned from the Ninth Circle of Hell rather than born. I heard about the London Satanic Flea Market through some glitch in the Instagram algorithm, and I couldn’t suppress my journalistic curiosity. The plan was simple: I would attend the event, then meet up with my mother, who was in England visiting, for some sightseeing afterwards. But then it proved difficult to determine a precise meeting place and time, so I did what any raging goth would do: I brought my mom to the satanist social.

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What do you wear to the Satanic Flea Market? I put on a black turtleneck and tan slacks, then switched into black slacks. I didn’t have any black eyeliner, so I swiped on the darkest shade of red lipstick I own.

I am not a satanist, although many progressives on my undergraduate campus believed that I was summoned from the Ninth Circle of Hell rather than born. I heard about the London Satanic Flea Market through some glitch in the Instagram algorithm, and I couldn’t suppress my journalistic curiosity. The plan was simple: I would attend the event, then meet up with my mother, who was in England visiting, for some sightseeing afterwards. But then it proved difficult to determine a precise meeting place and time, so I did what any raging goth would do: I brought my mom to the satanist social.