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Today I decided to go to the store, We parked and I walked through the big glassy doors.   Headed straight to the snacks, I went right past the fruit,
I love this place dearly,  its very close to my heart. I grew up here along with others, being pushed around in a cart.   If stranded on a desert, where will I go instead?
She walked in the store Arms full of reduced squash Wearing antlers on her head In the middle of February.   Why are you wearing antlers I said   Child, she smiled
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