I miss real thrift stores.
That’s crazy that you wrote that - i was JUST thinking that like 2 hours ago. Sometimes I feel like it would be worth it to find a good deal on a rental car on an off-weekend and gas her up and hit the road to some strange obscure little towns for pizza, drinks, BBQ, and a scouring of thrift stores. I once found an amazing Donkey Kong shirt in Birmingham Alabama, then a few weeks later a vintage Guinness shirt in Tulsa. I’ll never forget it. Maybe when I’m done with this cleanse I’ll fit into my tiny little Donkey Kong shirt again.