The accusations started flying out of her mouth like the vomit from Linda Blair’s in the Exorcist. As neither of us had ever been accused of stealing before, the situation took an ugly turn quickly.

Pulgas is good for a few hours of admiring the creativity of the hand-painted mirrors, personally designed candles, and Beatles pillowcases. It’s kind of like a giant yard sale but cooler and with more or less crap for sale (depending on your perspective).