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I look around the store, a few

early-bird customers stroll up the aisles.

The usual crowd, the runners, the old

woman who wants to get her shopping

done before the Saturday rush, gym

moms, agony aunt who makes herself

available to listen to the agony of

miserable husband number gazillion.

obvious, meeting
They’re fucking. It’s so

. Oh, I know. I see
here inconspicuously

you, Big Daddy. She likes to call him