A few years ago I was in a small, high-end vintage furniture store. The only reason I went in there is because someone tipped me off that they had records in the back and some audio gear.
The selection of records was amazing. Racks of stuff you'd never see at common U.S. record shops in flyover country. Loads of early/first UK pressings of 70s reggae/dub albums and UK/EU late 70s/early post-punk, 90s indie, and so on. I pulled a big stack of records and went to a corner to inspect them before buying. Out of all those records, only one wasn't trashed. All of the others had nice jackets but looked like someone tried to clean the records with 60 grit sandpaper. I kid you not.
Over on the shelf with gear they had several B&O components and a very nice Oracle turntable, probably dating from the 80s. The Oracle was completely trashed, like someone chucked it in the back of an old pickup truck and let it rattle around in the bed while they drove fast on winding roads.
What I'm getting at here is just because someone has nice stuff, doesn't mean they necessarily take care of it or know how to set it up. A lot can happen when something goes to the second hand market.