Hollow-Holler
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2004-11-22 - 8:34 p.m.
I found the glasses I want today. It would be nice if they made me look older. I let my guard down, and now find myself faced with the very real possibility of becoming a patron of that shit hole Forever 21. Finding something there that is tasteful and intact is very much akin to the thrill of finding something awesome at a thrift store. It really is hard work wading through those racks of desperately trendy mock frocks and flipper flappers, while D'angelo sings me a Christmas song. Those racks of junk store. Those racks go junk store on my hide.
Why did you go back?
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