[Tadao]

I love thrift stores. We had one in Northern Cali that was also the shelter. Eureka being a small town, we already knew the bums anyways. So we didn't mind walking past them to look at shit. My ex collected a certain type of gold leafed alcohol serving glassware and I looked for anything I wanted. She would never let me get clothes though because she wanted me to look nice. I hate looking nice. It attracts all the wrong women. Those women expect things of me that I will never do, like have a successful job so they can get a job doing what they like for almost no money.