La Cholla has it all.
Potatoes.
Families eating dinner.
Sombrero/Volleyball Combination Deals.
Lotto. Mad Lotto.
Old candy rack. Hey I like old rotten candy. It has that gourmet feel to it. Like Blue Cheese.
Stylish Sunglasses.
A decent selection of books. Especially, “Whatever Happens to KITTENS?”
Nuts. Some Hot, some Fresh.
Some stuff costs 5¢. Honeycove Bears are 30¢.
They have swords. Rubbish bought the King’s Sword.
The Used Crutches section is a straight up bargain.
More Bustelo than you could ever dream about.
They had a modest little Halloween section. Harem seems like a not-good costume for a little girl.
Or a big girl for that matter. What are you for Halloween, ma’am? “I am Harem!”
Squeezey boob balls.
They had the old Matchbox display.
In the back they this tremendously impressive selection of 2 dollar sneakers. They smelled like gasoline.
Countless treasures in the back-back.
What a place! They accept trades and sell 25¢ dixie cups of Tang. They also have performances on Thursday nights.
It surprises me that there wasn’t a pornography section.
Also those $2 kicks are made of a type of plastic that dissolves over time, hence the stench of gasoline. Not unlike dry ice, (Which is made up of carbod dioxide and not water), it slowly dissolves into the atmosphere. There should be an active ventilation system, (Them plastic fumes are toxic), and the fam probably shouldn’t be eating there.
All in all a great post of a modern day, ghetto/third world “general store”. Parallel Universe type of thing.