This isn’t an item I found, but it’s definitely the shiftiest thrift store I’ve ever experienced. I wish I’d taken a picture of the door, because it had a set of “rules” including that you had to take a numbered card down with you, and if there were none left, you had to wait until someone came back. The whole thing was super sketchy and creepy. Found some neat seashells for a quarter, though.
(this is @leucrotta on tumblr)