Spaceman to Crackheads

Ah, the famous Army/Navy shop of Washington St. within the lovely (and highly appropriate) confines of the DTX. I'm sure you've passed by this shop filled with lots of goods that will help you in the wasteland we call our daytime home; gas masks (avoid the street meat/T folk smells), Che t-shirts (who doesn't need a DTX revolution?) and now as show below outside the front door, a super-reflecto spaceman suit.


Whether this is a historic piece of clothing saved from the 70's nightclubs that used to line the Combat Zone or just out there to scare the poor souls flying high as a kite on meth or 8-balls we'll never know. Amazingly, this thing sits here and no crazy Silver Line rider has decided to destroy it - although we can also only imagine how many times the suit has been penetrated or otherwise abused.

Just make sure you don't touch it...only in the DTX.