There's nothing more satisfying than getting lost in a good old dusty squalid thrift store in the unsavoury part of town. The part of town known to be shopping heaven to only the dirt poor or those brave enough to venture in search of diamonds in the rough. Places so rough and mingy that imaging the garment on you will suffice because trying it on is, well, very fucking risky.
I haven't found that in the Netherlands (yet) but Joburg is a beautiful mine for such treasures.
Nonetheless, meet Lodekka...
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