Somewhere between a warehouse sale and winning the lottery exists the Habitat for Humanity ReStore in Los Angeles, where forty bucks stretches like pizza dough in the hands of a master chef.
This cavernous space operates on a different economic principle than the rest of Los Angeles – one where regular people can actually afford things.
The moment you step inside, your brain does that cartoon double-take where the eyes pop out and snap back.
Furniture spreads out before you like a choose-your-own-adventure novel where every path leads to savings…