When are we gonna get another S.F.U. tour on the calendar? How about 08.30.08? I think that will be a great day to come up on some real ‘Back 2 School’ deals that the ‘hood spots are always known for. I’m sure Dr. Jay’s will have some general release butters on their $20 tables. Dr. Jay’s holds you down when the economy is fucked the fuck up.
I took a mission on Saturday to patrol Jamaica Avenue to see who had it for cheap. My real goal was to hit up the V.I.M. store on the Ave. These folks boast the best prices on general release NIKE shoes anywhere on the Ave. Jamaica Avenue is another one of the city’s great ‘hood retail destinations. You can get anything imaginable that Black kids are into wearing right now.
The patty shop on 164th stay with a line always…
When I was a kid it used to be the jewman that ran the Ave. Now its the Hindurabic dudes and Koreans. They are both a lot harder to negotiate with than the Israelis. If the Palestinian conflict had been brokered by the Israeli sneaker dealers that shit would have been over. Hamas might have spent more than they thought they would, but they would have left the shop with a free fitted cap. But I digress…
Take the F train to 169th Street (one stop before the last) or take the E train to the last stop. The hub of activity is the outside of the bus terminal on 164th Street. The street is a pedestrian walkway during the day. You can enter the Colosseum mall on 164th Street. This was the ‘hoods first indoor mall. A lot of kids got their first leather jacket from the Colosseum mall. A lot of kids got their leather jacket vicked for the first time at the Colosseum mall as well.
Jamaica Avenue is a crossroads for African Americans like nowhere else in the city. All kinds of levels of income, education and class overlap each other on the daily. The subways and the buses link hardscrabble southern Queens neighborhoods like Baisley Park and Ozone Park with well-heeled ‘hoods like Floral Park, Long Island. Eastern Queens meets East New York and so on and so forth. Jamaica Avenue was also where you could meet the finest women in the world. This is where I bagged up the grey-green eyes from Elmont and Rosedale. These chicks were not only the baddest evar, but their parents had homes with carpeted basements. If you bagged up a chick from one of the Five Towns you could effin’ retire.
My missions to scoop chicks on the Ave are long gone. The foxy lady that I am looking for today is a pair of kicks that makes me wanna copp ’em. V.I.M. had a few deals but nothing too crazy. You know they are an official ‘hood spot because the signage over their front door has been broken for years. They were holding the Wildwood ACG x AF-1’s for a nice price – $69.99. Too bad I don’t fucks with AF-1’s like that. I would copp the Mowabb ACG x AF-1 collabo for that price though.
*Reminder: I wonder what the Vault is doing with those Mowabb AF-1’s?*
Since the Ave didn’t hold anything today that I wanted to squeeze off my grip on I made a move across Queens to one of my old stomping grounds called Jackson Heights. This is the ‘hood where you can get that chica Colombiana or that chica blanca. The only drug I came to copp today though is the high I get from smelling a crispy pair still in the box. You folks already know how I get down for some colorful shit. SprintII had just the shit the addict was looking for.
I’m gonna call these my NIKE SB ‘Cherry Garcias’.
These joints are so fresh they even come with their own soundtrack.
TOMMY ROE – ‘Dizzy’
I was feeling myself[ll] since I found some fresh kicks , so I also got a shape up too.
You can hate me now.
