At store number 2 I realize I have to run back to store number one to get the items I have already paid for, but left on the counter because I was distracted by an interesting conversation with the cashier. Because I talk to everyone you know. Back to store number 2, meet up with husband, pay for the back scratcher I have wanted for months, because it’s winter, the air is dry, my back is itchy. Get called back to the counter for my umbrella. Get home, leave back scratcher out on the bed so the dog can chew it up. Chinatown is only 40 km away, I guess I can get another in a few months when I get back there again.
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