The strip mall has no name, just a double-storeyed row of shops, with an improbably retro collection of services -- a flotation tank outfit, a jazzercise studio, the glass gallery -- in a place with no name. “We just call it … East Boulder” said the guy in the herbal healing store. It’s down in the lower part of the mall, beneath the retro sign “video station”, and it’s just as you remember it, even though you’ve never been there. There’s a poster for a film you’ve never heard of -- Outdriven -- a notice about new arrangements for after-hours drop off, and a printed-out opening hours sign, with scribbled on changes.
Rundle: mourning Hollywood’s last gasp in the world’s oldest video store
Crikey's writer-at-large pays his respects at the world's oldest video store in Boulder, Colarado.