Nr.11

Till alla Er som klagar om öppettiderna Ägaren har varit mycket sjuk under senaste året , känn lite empati 💕💕 Igår köpte jag världens underbaraste ljusstakar här - så fint 👌🏼🙏🙏🙏🙏👌🏼 …

Echoing the chorus of disappointed treasure hunters before me: This place pulls the ultimate bait-and-switch, advertising “open” hours like it’s auditioning for a time-travel scam. I schlepped across town—dodging tourists, sweating through my vintage Hawaiian shirt (irony noted)—dreaming of scoring a dusty lamp or a porcelain cat that screams “charity chic.” Only to arrive at the door like a fool in a bad rom-com: staring at a locked gate, whispering sweet nothings to a “Closed” sign that’s basically flipping me the bird. Pro tip, Nr. 11: If you’re gonna ghost your customers harder than a Tinder match after one bad pun, at least update the hours. Or better yet, install a vending machine out front dispensing excuses and expired coupons. One star because, hey, the walk burned calories. But next time, I’m thrifting from my couch—less drama, more actual stuff.

Var där idag men det var stängt så det är inte öppet alla dagar som schemat i fönstret säger. Jag ska pröva lyckan en annan dag.