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“Straight, please,” you answer.
Always so polite. I bet you could charm
the socks off anyone. It’s in your nature.
"That'll be forty-three dollars."
You hands over your card to
doppelganger Nancy, who swipes it so
slowly a sloth would give her a run for
her money. After thanking the woman,
you packs your groceries in the reusable
bag you carry around, and make your
way outside. Maybe I should drop a flyer
