Neighborhood calls this long worker’s jacket their "D-Dealer" coat. “D-Dealer” could mean a whole lot of things. If you were a shitty rapper or just liked creeping people out, you’d probably refer to yourself as a "D-dealer" with the ladies. But if you were an actual drug dealer this jacket would actually come in pretty handy. Just look at all those fucking pockets. There’s so much room for eighths, quarters, half O’s, zips, whatever—everything really, but dime bags. Nobody buys dime bags except for narcs and, like, recently divorced 35-year-old women. IF YOU'RE OUT HERE BUYING DIME BAGS YOU’RE PROBABLY OUT WITH YOUR GIRLS AND YOU HAD AN AWESOME NIGHT AT THE BOOM BOOM AND WANT TO SMOKE A LITTLE REEFER.