I Bought My Own Auction
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On our wedding anniversary, my husband gave me a secondhand designer bag. Inside, wedged deep in the lining, was a plastic claw clip that had belonged to its previous owner. "Buying secondhand is the new sustainable chic," he said, his face a picture of absolute, unbothered logic. "Besides, it's practically brand new. It suits you." I forced a tight, empty smile and thanked him. But minutes later, when I opened the resell app on his phone, I found a transaction history that made my blood run cold. Auctioning my wife's free time this Friday afternoon. Starting bid: fifty dollars. Buyer can…