608 Imperial St.
I stood in line for 30 minutes to go inside a small retail space full of t shirts and hoodies.
I stood there because my 18 year old daughter, who knows what’s cool these days much better than I ever did, wanted too. I don’t get it, but she does.
In high school, a very long time ago, I had a Stussy T. It was tan with a black fleur de lis in the back.
I bought it at the mall.