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When Craigslist Gives You Lemons
My favorite thrift store, Steeple People, closed up shop at the end of January. Our building, at the corner of Franklin and Lyndale in the Uptown neighborhood of Minneapolis, will be torn down and a big old condo complex will … Continue reading
Everyday Physics: In Which We Explore Antoine Lavoisier’s Law of Conservation of Mass
I’m the jewelry volunteer for Steeple People Thrift Store. Whenever anyone donates a watch or necklace or fancy hair barrette or ring or dental gold (!!!) or bracelet, the item gets dumped in a plastic tub labeled “jewelry”. I haul … Continue reading
Here’s What I Wore – Anne Lippin
Woke up to minus three degree weather today. Refreshing! Started with a bowl of shredded cardboard (Kashi GOLEAN). Threw on a pair of holey Jockey Elance periwinkle blue cotton undies (JCPenney clearance bin), Thorio brown + baby blue x-c ski … Continue reading
An Open Letter to Dessa of the Doomtree Collective
Dear Dessa: I met you yesterday at Steeple People Thrift Store in Uptown. Let me paint the scene to refresh your memory as I’m certain people say idiotic things to you all the time. Me: (standing at the front counter … Continue reading