Those Little Shops that Disappear

It was long weekend and you took a trip to the next town over. It was a familiar place and yet far enough to get away and clear your head. It was also a tourist town. So you did the tourist thing, when from trap to trap, and down to their antiquated and kitschy shopping district,

Pounding the pavement, you find a new alleyway you have never seen before. Down that alleyway there is a row of shops. One, however, with a sign that reads "XXYChange" draws your attention. There is a display of clothes in the window, of the stylish kind you would often wear yourself. So you decide to go in.

The owner gives you a grimace as you pass by.

"Let me know if you need anything," they say.