Gus Alterations and Tailoring

Tucked away on the 3^rd floor of an old building on Winter St. is
Not-​Gus, a decades-​long fashion designer in Boston.
You must first speak with the mysterious Middle Eastern doorkeeper.
The doorkeeper says the name of the shop is a type-​o, there is noone named Gus, but that (Not-​Gus) is a very talented and trusted worker.
I had the most-​beautiful-​shirt-​in-​the –world, which I bought damaged, and it’s silk so a regular tailor will not touch it. I am recommeded to 8 Winter St. by another kind seamster on Winter, so old world!
My fitted blouse is see-​through mysterious color-​combo number; subdued yellow-​green, teel and lavendar podded flowers, some black-​outlined, with a tuxedo long black satin button-​down bib with long black ribbon tied in the back.
Not-​Gus is a heavy set old man, with pins in his mouth, sitting in a tiny empty office. He hardly looks up from his work when I come in. He hardly speak English. I explain to him I need the blouse in two days for a wedding and he offers to get it done that afternoon. I want to talk with him about fashion and Boston but he does not want to talk with me, sew what?
Anyway, he did a delicate and timely job for $ 20–
Worth it.