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Most Reported Problems

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• Sign in (33%)
• Errors (33%)
• Website Down (33%)

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Craigslist Issues Reports

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  Adrian Chivu (@AdrianChivu6) reported 14 seconds ago

  My go-to pre-sell landers are advertorials. And the type of advertorials that I've scaled the hardest are the one-story ones. I am pushing this exact structure to $30k days right now. And that basic diagram pretty much explains the whole structure. This pre-sell lander doesn’t have blocks. It has one continuous story holding the whole page up. So here's how you build an advertorial that doesn't have a **** structure: 1. Status quo fails - this is not "you have a problem." Anyone can write that... it's the copywriting equivalent of showing up to a first date and going "so you're single, huh." What actually works is that the reader's best previous attempt already failed, and ideally it failed on the word of someone credible (i.e. "My doctor told me there was nothing he could do"). Keep it short and clear. The reader already lived this problem, so you don't need to narrate their pain back to them; you just need to say the failure precisely enough that they go "wait, that's me." 2. Expert reframes it - here's where it gets fun, because this is the actual hinge the whole page swings on, and most pre-sell landers I see out there are just skipping it. A credible outsider shows up and says "actually, that's not why this is happening", and reframes the cause into something the reader never connected to their own situation. For example, "the nerves in your feet are suffocating and dying off" is not a sentence a normal person says about their own foot pain. It's a sentence a guy in a white coat says, and it works specifically because it's dramatic AND it's coming from someone whose job title makes the drama feel earned instead of manufactured. If you skip this part entirely, you probably jump straight from "my life sucks" to "buy my thing," which is not a story, it's a Craigslist ad... 3. Transformation is proof - this is the actual cheat code, and it's the part people underrate the hardest. Normal pages need a separate testimonials section because nobody's been following any one person's story A one-story lander doesn't need that section at all, because the reader has been walking through one person's entire arc this whole time, and their result at the end of it just is the testimonial. Nobody had to tell you it works. You watched it happen in real time, sentence by sentence, which lands completely differently than 5-star icons and a stranger's name under a quote. 4. Convert - by the time the offer shows up, the readers already believe the mechanism, they already saw it pay off, so the actual purchase decision has basically already happened in their head. The CTA at this point is a formality, and this is also why guarantees and bonuses do more here than on a modular landing page. They're not there to convince, they're there to remove the last tiny bit of friction for someone who's already decided. And this my friend, is an advertorial structure that prints $100k days on cold traffic. That's why it converts so well. Nothing on the page should feel like persuasion. It feels like a story that happens to end with a product.

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  laს გr🤗wn იeet (@LabGrownNeet) reported 2 minutes ago

  Its jarring to go from the outside world, where I know nothing, to my apartment where I know everything. I got my lamp after Aella posted about it. I got a zero gravity desk chair on Craigslist bc I used to work from bed and figured Id instead work while laying down in a chair. Transporting it was hellish. I never lay down in it. I got the standing desk during covid for black Friday. I bought my Vitruvian Form in 2023 after realizing AI was Happening and it was time to start spending. I got my fancy bed at the same time. I bought my kallax from an ex who was moving. And got a 2nd kallax new when I realized how much I loved it. My couch was picked by fable. I got it because when Id been trying to comfort a crying girl but I didnt have any proper place to bring her to sit except my bed, which carried the wrong connotations as we were on a first date. I bought a Kaiser m3i bike in May 2020 because I worked out in my unit during covid. The happiest time of my life was when I used it twice a day while listening to audiobooks. I bought the perfume recommended by Derek Munro. I bought the expensive soap because a ******* twitter said she liked stealing that soap from men, which implied she likes it. I bought the tea tree oil shampoo because when I was 18, a shaman told my friend to use it. Years later she was going to stay at my place so I bought some but it turned out she had long since stopped using it. But it feels weird to throw away perfectly good shampoo. I bought the eyeliner because I thought using it could make me hotter but its unused because putting a pencil on your eye is terrifying

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  Aakash Gupta (@aakashgupta) reported 3 minutes ago

  eBay's CEO shared an article a newsletter writer published about his pay. His comms chief replied "We are going to crush this lady." A month later the CEO texted "Take her down." Then eBay's security team mailed her live cockroaches, a preserved fetal pig, and a book about surviving the death of a spouse. Ina and David Steiner ran EcommerceBytes from their home in Natick, Massachusetts. A small trade publication for online sellers. What enraged executives was the comment section, where sellers vented about the company. The campaign went far beyond packages. eBay employees sent pornographic magazines in David's name to his neighbors. They listed the couple's home on Craigslist as a nightly destination for swingers. They flew to Boston, tailed the Steiners in rented vehicles, and planned to break into their garage to plant a GPS tracker on their car. The Steiners began sleeping in separate bedrooms so that if someone broke in at night, one of them could escape and call police. A Natick detective traced one rental van back to an eBay employee. That single trace unraveled the whole operation. Seven employees pled guilty to federal charges. James Baugh, the security director who ran it, got nearly five years in prison. Now read the final ledger. Baugh, who executed the texts, went to federal prison. Devin Wenig, who sent "take her down," was never charged, denies knowing about the campaign, and left eBay in 2019 with a $57 million exit package. This week he settled for $2 million plus a $1 million donation to a First Amendment charity in Ina Steiner's name. Steve Wymer, the comms chief who texted "I want to see ashes. As long as it takes. Whatever it takes," is paying $50,000. The Steiners fought for seven years and got $48.7 million. The CEO's severance was bigger than their settlement.

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  🇺🇸🇻🇦🏴‍☠️🥖✒️ (@dailyprandium) reported 5 minutes ago

  Decentralized media is a boom for factions, special interest, partisan extremism, and constructing reality to divide and conquer US Old media had 30 years to fix their houses but they never got over the Craigslist disruption to their sacred classifieds payola

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  cool baby blue aliya🌊🎧✨ (@aliyaissunshine) reported 5 minutes ago

  what is Mamdani’s plan to get me in a happy healthy relationship shop What is his plan to fix Craigslist missed connections so mine stop getting taken down What is his plan to get that guy Jacob who bought mugwort at my job to come back and talk to me about dreams What is his pl

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  Abandon Comfort (@abandoncomfortx) reported 7 minutes ago

  When I saw this log cabin for sale on Craigslist 5 years ago I thought it was a scam. I talked to the 80-year old owner on the phone & still thought it couldn’t be real. She sounded just like an old white lady. I was so impressed how elaborate this hoax was. Pulling down the long driveway, I still didn’t know if it would be real then there it was. Perfectly placed on the hill like something out of a fairytale. Everyone else interested in buying the property were going to tear it down. It couldn’t be saved they said. It took me the better part of 2 years but I saved it and in turn, it saved me. It made me a believer again.

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  Abandon Comfort (@abandoncomfortx) reported 10 minutes ago

  When I saw this log cabin for sale on Craigslist 5 years ago I thought it was a scam. I talked to the 80-year old owner on the phone & still thought it couldn’t be real & how elaborate this hoax was. Pulling down the long driveway, I still didn’t know if it would be real then there it was. Perfectly placed on the hill like something out of a fairytale. Everyone else interested in buying the property were going to tear it down. It couldn’t be saved they said. It took me the better part of 2 years but I saved it and in turned it saved me. It made me a believer again.

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  Steve Holland (@VLM7234) reported 12 minutes ago

  @i_danieall I booth a Yamaha off a guy on Craigslist for $50… intended this to be a camping guitar. Sounded terrible, action was way high… warped neck. Almost unplayable. Heard about neck reset to make it better. That’s a LOT of work. Found out about a poor man’s neck reset”. Make a thin cut along the neck grit before the body. I did this with a thin blade Japanese hand saw. Filled the gap with hide glue then clamped it for a few days. Put the strings back on it and it sounds great. That 1/16” saw kerf was all it took to work out the neck warp and bring down the action. Pro tip: only try this on a cheapo guitar that you don’t care about messing up. For a good guitar take it to a luthier and be prepared to pay several hundred $$$.

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  CRAZY DAYS AND NIGHTS (@CrazyDaysPoster) reported 13 minutes ago

  Thursday, August 06, 2026 Today's Blind Items A Hairy Situation A lead actor and producer for a new CBS show recently had a Craigslist purchase go awry. The actor needed a hairpiece for a specific scene of the show he's starring in, so he began looking online for local listings. He saw a free toupee advertised, and he made plans to meet up with the seller to pick it up it. Soon after returning to set, he took the toupee and placed it down on a table next to the director's salad, running off right after to film a scene. After half an hour, the director came over to the table and found the "toupee" eating his lunch. It turned out that the toupee, was, in fact, a Peruvian long-haired guinea pig. The actor tried contacting the seller, who never responded. The guinea pig ended up getting adopted by the show's co-producer (who seemed unusually enthusiastic about his new pet), and costuming ended up buying an actual hairpiece for the show—one that won't steal the crew's lunches.

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  Chris Kearney (@SiliconForested) reported 15 minutes ago

  @sivori craigslist but for swapping problems would be fun

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  tp53 🍊🥕🦪🥩🥛☕ (@tp53guardian) reported 16 minutes ago

  @Rationale_Male No it's not. I used to run with a whole gaggle of knuckleheads from poor and broken homes. 1 is in prison. The cousins he was raised with are both dead. Some are alcoholics and burnouts who are 30 to 40 years old still living with their parents. The ones that are ok are divorced, sometimes 2x over, or living lives of service doing charity work for troubled kids through churches. The few determiners between me and everyone else I grew up with is slightly more money ( I was lower to middle middle class) and the fact I had a two parent home. Where as most of my friends grew up in poverty , raised by single moms , or an aunt in one case. Or by an alcoholic step mom in another case. I wouldn't trade my life with anyone I was friends with. I wouldn't trade the outcomes or lessons learned between me and them either And given the account I'm replying to, a couple in some instances may have attracted more women when they were 15. But not by the time I was in my 20s , and I'm the one who ended up in a stable marriage with a kid that excels. At best they ended up with baby mamas with kids that curse them out in the grocery store. If they got a woman or a kid at all There's nothing glorious or glamorous about struggling as a youth 1 out of 100 learns amazing lessons from it. Most get trampled by the experience and never exceed the adults that raised them Come back and talk when you know girls that went into porn and it just seemed like a no duh bc her mom sold her *** on Craigslist. Or when your buddy who's mom was a ****** and dad was a unknown John , mom died so Grandma took him in. Grandma dies so he becomes a foster kid . Aunt figures she can get social security check so she brings him in but soon as he's old enough to work odd jobs he has to buy his own toilet paper, toothpaste and grew up using water with cereal bc he wasn't allowed to touch the milk used from his aunt, cousins and whatever man she was sleeping with . He ended up in juvie and later as an adult . prison . Or the twins who were raised my mom and daddy number 3 with 4 other siblings who got beat by their sherrif step father Or the dentists child who got divorced and dentist won custody. Remarried. Dentist gets nailed for dealing drugs. Step mom raisj the child and she's passed out on the couch every night from drinking Or or or..I could write. A book of stories. The fights. The theft rings. The drugs at 13 and 14 years old that most people don't even get offered until they're in college , at best. My childhood first girlfriend was raw dawged ********** at a house party 3 houses from where I grew up. About 2 to 3 months after we broke up. I had to turn down ' my turn'. I was barely 14. She was 13. So yeah. Uh. **** kids struggling. A whole lot of other **** comes along with being raised by struggling parents who are trying to do it alone , they're over worked and come home exhausted and stressed to the point they hide in a bottle or zone out in front of TV while their kids run around tearing down the world.

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  FAFO Farms (@FAFOFarmsTX) reported 20 minutes ago

  Sad news the calf did not make it. We brought him inside at 7pm because he could no longer stand. We gave him a second round of electrolytes for the day. 20 minutes later he was starting to move his legs and head and his breathing was getting fuller. After getting the twins down to sleep came back out at 930pm to him no longer moving or breathing. The people who sold us him also have not responded since I reached out earlier today. This is heart breaking and stressful. We are now 3 for 3 in getting cows/calfs that are not healthy through craigslist.

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  Michael Fischer (@Holden_Rye_) reported 26 minutes ago

  That’s protocol control. I’m asking about economic control. They don’t need to control development, my node, or the miners to matter in a split. Miners will go where the money is. So if Wall Street controls a growing share of the capital, custody, ETFs, and liquidity, and Bitcoin splits, which side gets that money? I’ve been in Bitcoin since 2009. Back then, we had to guess what the damn thing was worth. We’d post on Craigslist and trade BTC for $25 so we could grab a quarter sack, or swap it for PC parts. Trust me, that loyal era of Bitcoiners is gone. When it comes down to it, they’ll go where the money is.

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  Dhawal Yogesh Bhanushali (@imkin) reported 26 minutes ago

  @shiv_cybersurg This is true but also not entirely. There are people who would buy and take (like me) but cannot "find you". the apps like @OLX are full of store folks. In US this is how craigslist was born. it has its own problems but I have sold and give away so many things over there.

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  $Martus (@MartusKl) reported 28 minutes ago

  @VirgisViews @SHET0SHI @Alexintosh Craigslist was covered by legal liability protections, which meant that their activities were not illegal. That changed in 2018, when congress passed FOSTA. They subsequently shut down their personals section. So, you’re right. It’s not the same. They weren’t breaking the law.

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  Polsia (@polsia) reported 33 minutes ago

  Every used listing on Marketplace or Craigslist is an information asymmetry problem. The seller knows what's wrong. You don't. Built DealVet to close that gap. Paste any listing, get an AI verdict, fair price estimate, red flags, and negotiation tips in minutes. Every category.

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  Diluc (@hsaffiliate2025) reported 34 minutes ago

  A company with 30 employees made $1 billion a year. Not Google. Not Facebook. Craigslist. At its peak, revenue per employee was 10-20x Google's. The founder did everything "wrong": rejected billions from VCs, ran zero ads, and demoted himself to customer support. Then within 6 years, revenue crashed 70%+. Here’s the real story. • Started as a simple email list in 1995 by Craig Newmark, an IBM programmer. • Friends asked to post jobs and rentals. He built a bare-bones website — intentionally ugly, like a community bulletin board. • Zero marketing spend. Network effects did all the work. • In 1999, he made it a for-profit company but kept 99% free. Charged only for some job posts in a few cities. • In 2000, he stepped down as CEO to become a customer service rep. He didn't like managing people. • The result: ~30 employees, ~$1B annual revenue (reportedly, around 2018). For comparison, Google's per-employee revenue was ~$1.2M; Facebook's ~$1.6M. Craigslist's was $20-35M. • They rejected every opportunity to make more money. Every niche they dominated was later turned into a billion-dollar company by someone else: • Jobs → LinkedIn • Housing → Zillow • Goods → eBay, Facebook Marketplace • Then crises hit: • 2004: eBay bought 30% of Craigslist without founders' consent. Legal battle followed. Craigslist converted to an LLC to avoid shareholder profit demands. • 2009: "Craigslist killer" — a medical student used the site to commit murder. The adult services section, worth $36M/year, was shut down. • Mobile revolution: Craigslist stayed ugly and desktop-only. Facebook Marketplace launched in 2016, fully mobile, with real names. It surpassed 1 billion users by 2021. • Revenue reportedly dropped from ~$1B (2018) to ~$300M (2023). A 70% decline. The irony? The same principles that built Craigslist killed it: • 99% free → no money to modernize • No investment → no strategic pivot • Anti-commercial → picked apart by specialists Craig Newmark today lives in an apartment, owns no car, keeps pigeons. He's donated over $500M to journalism — the very industry his site helped destroy. This isn't a story of failure. It's a story of choices. You can live by your values and be comfortable. But markets don't wait. Craigslist's decline was a choice. Takeaway: If you don't evolve, you get eaten. Security and growth rarely coexist. Follow for more real AI money breakdowns. #Craigslist #BusinessLessons

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  KDB 👁️ controversial woman appreciator (@httpswebpage) reported 36 minutes ago

  lease isn't up for six months but I'm still scrolling craigslist ads to get my heart broken

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  Crazy Uncle Kevin (@CrazyUncleK) reported 38 minutes ago

  @JustineBateman I gotta find a car to fix up for fun. No one’s using Craigslist anymore. FB seems to the only place.

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  Chris Meade (@thechrismeade) reported 38 minutes ago

  If you’re an entrepreneur or hell just a normal person with some kind of work ethic, then you know what I'm talking about when I say we all have a few things that "fire us up" and keep us motivated. Maybe its the “I want to prove you wrong” emotion or prove the world type feeling, but I’ve had that edge for nearly 10 years since the day I was last fired. I’ll never forget getting a calendar invite on a Saturday evening to see HR the following Monday at 9AM. 48 hours with a pit in my stomach, just to go into the office Monday and be told “I wasn’t good enough” and that I was fired. The lowest moment of my life. The lowest point of my career. A moment I’ll never forget. My stomach sunk to the floor knowing I had less than $1000 to my name. No way to pay my rent or my student loans. My ex girlfriend has just left me. I was living with three strangers from Craigslist and now I can’t even afford groceries. I’ll never forget walking down a few blocks, sitting on the front metallic black steps of the Equinox and calling my mom just crying my eyes out. Feeling like the biggest failure. Filled with uncertainty and that I wasn’t good enough. So yeah, I’ve kept that hunger for almost a decade now. Building businesses. Starting things that seem impossible. Creating sports. Creating communities. Creating categories. Doing things that seem like they should be impossible, all because of one ******* looked me in the face and said Chris you aren’t good enough. So if you’re reading this and any of it has resonated I promise you are good enough. You are talented enough. You have the ability to do anything in this world. Keep working. Keep trying. Keep showing up. All the excuses you want to make are just bullshit. Have a bad day? Go ahead, wake up and make the next day better. Slowly but surely, just keep working at it and I promise you can accomplish it. Everything is going to take much longer than you expected. And when you do finally accomplish that dream, I promise you will never forget and be so thankful for the reason that fired you up and got you out of bed all of those years.

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  Jaxon (@jaxoncoder) reported 40 minutes ago

  A brother living near my house bought a used iPhone on Craigslist for $300 cash. It looked brand new. It was completely factory reset. A week later, his camera flash turned on by itself in his dark bedroom. He thought it was just a software glitch. But it was so much worse.

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  Breck Yunits (@breckyunits) reported 40 minutes ago

  @paultoo Gmail creates wealth. I pay Google annually so I don't have to run my own email server. Craigslist creates wealth. Not so sure about Google Search and/or Facebook. Both are too dependent on copy prohibition laws. They very well could be extracting more money than they create.

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  Katie-Squirrelett (@toolatekate_) reported 43 minutes ago

  @LE_Kay88 @lesstenny @purplepingers No Craigslist down under??? wtf?

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  𝕮 (@XCzsnx) reported 48 minutes ago

  The house came with a basement I didn't know about. Realtor never mentioned it, inspector never went down there, and the floor plans showed nothing. I found the door three months after moving in, hidden behind built-in shelving in the kitchen that I'd finally decided to remove. Just a normal wooden door. Unlocked. Stairs leading down into darkness. I grabbed a flashlight and went down. The basement was finished.....drywall, carpet, drop ceiling. Completely normal except for one thing. It was full of my stuff. Not similar stuff. My actual belongings. The couch I'd donated last year. My ex-girlfriend's bookshelf that she'd taken when she moved out. A TV I'd sold on Craigslist three years ago. Even weirder: things I'd lost. My high school class ring. A jacket that vanished from a bar in 2019. My dad's watch that I could've sworn I'd misplaced after his funeral. Everything was arranged like a showroom. Organized by year, it looked like. Oldest stuff near the far wall, recent stuff closer to the stairs. I grabbed the class ring, brought it upstairs. It was real. Solid gold, my initials engraved inside. That night I went back down with my phone, started taking pictures. Posted them online asking if anyone had experienced anything similar. One person responded: "Check the far corner. Behind the oldest items." I went back down. Moved the couch from 2015, the mini-fridge from college. There was another door. Newer than the first, steel reinforced. A sign on it: "KEEP OUT - FUTURE STORAGE" It was locked, but the key was hanging on a hook right next to it. Like someone wanted me to find it. I opened it. The room beyond was filled with things I don't own yet. Furniture I've never seen. Photos of people I don't recognize.....but I'm in them, older, graying at the temples. A wedding album with my name and a woman I've never met. And in the very back, a small box labeled "2043." Inside: an urn with my name on it. I'm thirty-two years old. The urn is dated eighteen years from now. There's an envelope taped to it. I haven't opened it yet. But I can see my own handwriting through the paper: "You can still change this. The door only shows probability, not certainty. But you're running out of time."

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  PeteHustle (@PeteHustle) reported 50 minutes ago

  @ausome_a @TraeyzX @Timberwolves I can imagine and with electronic flagging I bet it’s getting more difficult but that’s why you gotta switch between Ticketmaster, Gametime and StubHub and if you can sell privately and just transfer to another team email that usually helps keep the numbers down. I miss the days where you could go on craigslist, and a seller could just email you the tickets.

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  Julius Ilg 🪸 (@juliusilg) reported 51 minutes ago

  finding the right one-liner for Shack took only years 🫠 by now we must‘ve changed it 20+ times „C2C Marketplace“ „Anything to Anyone“ „P2P trade network“ „Human protocol for trade“ „Agentic (re)commerce network“ „Silk Road is back“ „C2C fiat and crypto enabled“ „AI consumer trade app“ „C2C running on Memes & AI“ … the hard part was that I knew what we‘re not no eBay, Vinted, Facebook marketplaces, Craigslist, Uber, Amazon etc so we couldn‘t use the usual C for Y „the eBay for Collectibles“ or the „Uber for trade“ I think we‘re finally there and not sure what took me so long: „building a home for regular sellers“ why do I like this so much? a) It‘s tech agnostic. We use whatever we think is best. b) it describes the solution and the problem c) a 5yr old can understand it d) it captures our key priority: regular sellers e) it‘s not tied to a category or vertical, just the desire to sell smth f) it also clearly implies what we‘re not: for professional sellers. We don‘t want to be the next whatnot, amazon or compete against any of them g) it conveys trust and human connection (home) h) it implies continuity and a long term mission (building) the simplest way to think about Shack is a testing ground for smth you own and want to sell. atoms, bits, time compared to setting up a business first or creating a website or find the right vertical website/app you can just take/create a photo and put it up for sale on Shack for the world to explore. maybe your test turns into a business at some point and then you can do all the admin around it and switch to the unlimited professional selling options out there. Shack is aiming to be the easiest point of entry if you‘re not a business and just want to sell or explore selling, with as little friction as possible what will happen if we succeed and users around the world are putting anything they want to sell online? buyers will follow as the supply will be so uniquely differentiated to all the commoditized professional selling options and most importantly prices will undercut any professional as a regular seller has none of the overhead or is selling something that is depreciating or would have been thrown away winning will prevent waste and preserve value the eCommerce industry continues to drive regular sellers into private whatsapp buy/sell groups or offline by prioritizing pros, buyers and vertical solutions (ten apps for regular sellers compared to one) in parallel the creator economy is accelerating and technology is deflating global P2P trade costs. a solution like Shack could capture multiple secular tailwinds and the best part: connect people around the globe decreasing isolation and strengthening community.

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  Summer - Seeker of Truth (@SummerJ38954455) reported 52 minutes ago

  @mexigreekmom74 Check out FB Market Place, OfferUp, and don't dismiss Craigslist. Even if its free and not running ask questions because it could be a simple fix from an appliance repairman. You'd be surprised how many people give away a good appliance that may only need a new belt for about $75 for a new $300+ machine.

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  Ozzmak (@Ozzmak) reported 52 minutes ago

  The Last Chord His name was Elias Kane, and the music found him at eight years old in the back seat of his mother’s rusted Civic. A crackling AM radio played an old Springsteen song, and something inside his chest cracked open like a new guitar case. From that moment, the world outside the music felt dull and out of fifteen he was busking on subway platforms after school, fingers bleeding on steel strings, collecting enough coins to buy his first real guitar—a battered Yamaha acoustic from a **** shop. He named her “Blue” and slept with her in his bed like a sibling. His mother worked double shifts at the hospital; his father had left years earlier. Elias spent every spare dollar on music: new strings, a cheap tuner, then a second-hand Fender Stratocaster that hummed like heaven when he plugged it into a twenty-dollar amp that buzzed louder than it seventeen he dropped out of high school. “I’m going pro,” he told his mother. She cried, but she still slipped him forty dollars from her tip jar every Friday. He used it the way other kids bought sneakers—on pedals, cables, microphones. He learned how to record on an old laptop held together with duct tape. His bedroom became a cave of tangled wires and empty ramen cups.When he turned twenty, he cashed out the small college fund his grandmother had left him. Twelve thousand dollars. He bought a proper interface, condenser mics, acoustic panels, and a second-hand MacBook. He spent nights teaching himself compression, EQ, reverb—anything that might make his songs sound like they belonged on real speakers. He named his bedroom studio “The Vault.”By twenty-three he had four guitars, a keyboard, a drum machine, and a growing collection of debt. He worked construction by day, hauling rebar under brutal sun, then came home bleeding and blistered to record until sunrise. Every paycheck disappeared into better equipment: a new Taylor acoustic, studio monitors that cost more than his rent, a vintage Neve preamp he found on Craigslist. He poured the last of his savings—$8,400—into a proper recording studio session in a real downtown room with a grand piano and thick glass. The engineer was kind but expensive. Elias tracked ten songs over three feverish days. When he left the studio with the masters on a USB drive, he felt like a king who had just been crowned in secret.Promotion came next. He maxed out three credit cards. Facebook ads, Instagram campaigns, TikTok boosts, playlist pitching services, custom merch he never sold. He played two hundred and seventeen shows in two years—coffee shops, dive bars, house parties, even a few opening slots for bigger acts. He slept in his van so often the passenger seat smelled like him and cheap fast food. His mother begged him to come home. He smiled on stage and told crowds, “This is everything.”At twenty-seven, Elias had nothing left but the music and the debt. His mother had passed the year before; the hospital bills had taken the last family money. He sat alone in The Vault—now a storage unit he paid for monthly—surrounded by instruments he could no longer afford to keep insured. The walls were covered in posters of sold-out arenas he would never play.On a rainy Thursday night, he uploaded his best song—“Paper Hearts”—everywhere. Spotify, Apple, Bandcamp, YouTube, TikTok. He set the price at ninety-nine cents on the platforms that allowed it. Then he waited.The first week: 312 streams. Mostly from friends and family. The second week: 87 more. The third: No playlist placements. No viral moment. No sync licensing. No mysterious benefactor. Just silence and the low hum of the city outside.On the last day of the month, desperate and hollow, Elias did something he swore he would never do. He posted on every forum, every musician group, every social account he had:“Will sell my entire catalog—every song I’ve ever written—for one dollar. One single dollar. Just so someone hears it.”He waited twenty-four hours. Zero buyers.He lowered it to free. Still nothing. That night Elias sat on the floor of the storage unit with Blue across his lap, the same guitar he’d bought at fifteen. The strings were old and dead. He didn’t even bother tuning her. He just held her and cried like the eight-year-old boy who had first heard music on a car radio. All the money, all the years, all the blood on the strings, and he couldn’t sell one song for one dollar. The music had taken everything. And still, quietly, under his breath, Elias hummed the chorus of “Paper Hearts” into the dark—because even now, broke and broken, he couldn’t stop. The song refused to leave him, even if the world refused to hear it.

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  DBB (@DBB00) reported 54 minutes ago

  @sssarahohhh Like 6 months ago I tried posting this onto Craigslist (I don’t have Facebook so marketplace is out) and I didn’t get any takers and took down the post so I’m accepting any and all ideas!

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  JRP (@joeparado) reported 57 minutes ago

  @SubxNews Maxwell Street was like Craigslist on the west side. You can get anything you want there. City closed this down because the only money they were making is from permits & license fees. They hated the fact that it was cash-based and decentralized.