When the long-proposed Pan-Asian Urban Village, slated to take over the intersection that currently houses the DAV, finally comes through (which could begin to happen in about six months), we'll be a little sad, because where else are we going to find the cheapest jeans in town? Or that perfect warm and fuzzy green flannel shirt, tagless and hand-sewn by, we like to imagine, someone's loving grandma? This store's stock is reliably clean, well-organized, diverse, and dirt cheap. Nobody does used clothes better than the disabled veterans (not to mention the great selection of other household stuff, including a now-favorite end table purchased for five bucks), and we certainly don't mind if we're helping them out a bit.