The thing about MyThriftStore in St. Paul is that time operates differently once you step inside.
You walk in planning to browse for twenty minutes, and suddenly you’re checking your phone wondering how three hours evaporated.
It’s like a Bermuda Triangle for schedules, except instead of disappearing ships, it’s your afternoon plans that vanish without a trace.
The store sits on University Avenue looking perfectly ordinary, which is clearly a strategic move to keep it from being completely overrun…