Writings, observations and ideas either caused by or meant to induce a minor disruption.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Dollar City
Dollar City, if were true, I would never leave. If only such Ghetto Fabulous storefronts could stymie gentrification but I have feeling this vestige of Jersey City past is a mere finger in the dyke; the flood gates are opened wide and the yuppie waters rush forth impeded only by a weak economy. So, thus we have another one of our dollar stores to cherish. In the 90s, used to only sell things a dollar and lower. This store even sells cigarettes. Cheap but more than a dollar. A real assortment inside. In fact, Lots of Cold Drinks Available Here. One iced yerba matte soy latte with pineapple and ginseng, please. All out? I thought you promised lots!
Jersey City is an isthmus. I live there. Just a guy trying to get by. This blog features stuff I feel like writing about. Hope you enjoy and come back for more.
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