A dude hordes a stack of discounted vinyl while a pimp takes a rest outside. For the last 3 days of the Virgin Apocalypse, the animals are on both sides of the glass.
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1 comment:
There are still plenty of copies of the American Godzilla film available at Virgin. They should be the only things left after the Exodus. Even the employees will be sold. The Virgin Megastore's resident DJ will claim his DJ booth and live in solitude forever.
I just think it's funny they're still peddling Hip Hop CDs outside.
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