Age Concern

You know that song that goes, «It’s alright, it’s alright, alright/​She moves in mysterious ways?» Well, half of that refrain applies to this store and the other half doesn’t. Take a guess as to which half is which. Yes, that’s right, the store moves in mysterious way, undulating around you like the heat-​altered view through the smoke of a campfire the minute you step through the door.
Okay, so the store doesn’t do that normally, but in might if you’re on some serious hallucinogenics in which case I recommend you reassess some priorities.
What does truly apply to this store is that «It’s alright, it’s alright, alright.» The place is clean and bright and carrying a good selection of normal, modern clothes. It’s doesn’t seem to be a place you’d find vintage items or especially interesting stuff. The place smelled good too — like coconut — which made me want to put a bowl of fruit on my head and sashay around.
This store is the basic London thrift shop; nothing mysterious about it.