Even as I tried to leave town, I was confronted still with more and more thrift stores. This spot offers the unique combination of used cars and thrift store. I found this single crate in the backroom with the books. Another customer sipped coffee loudly behind me, lurking over my shoulder. I shot her a couple dirty looks and garnered zero response. Apparently she felt she was well within her rights to violate my personal space and drink thrift store java at high volumes. Alright then, do what you will.