Well we get to the flea market that is way out in the boondoggies. Everything is cheap alright, but too low rent even for MY standards which are low. Only the turks shop and Baltic refugees shop here. Its like a giant yard sales where everyone is trying to sell you broken junk. Thank god one merchant was selling new T shirts.
People are too fashion conscience here.
No thrift stores in Milan. No one wears last season's clothes. I am not dressed very fashionably as a boy, except when I'm wearing my highwater pants that I've noticed are popular on the trendy men here. I am pretty much ignored by the available hotties. I could have stayed at home and gotten the same treatment.