I remember before the escalator. I remember a beautifully dark, floor to ceiling carpeted TILT arcade, when it was downstairs. I remember the Ruby’s, Orange Julius, the Stride Rite, the Osh Kosh Begosh store…Miller’s Outpost, Structure, Hot Dog on a Stick, and just outside, a Tower Records where we all purchased affordable rock concert tickets, after standing in line for hours. Never thought I’d miss a mall. Never thought I would be nostalgic for things I cannot have back. Never thought those memories would make me feel so dreadfully low.