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Maaaaan, seeing a grocery store like that brings back memories. I can smell that grocery store. Hear the buzzing of the lights. They were always dimly lit. The floor was so dirty that a whole generation of people grew up using the term “grocery store feet”. Now the only way you see a grocery store like that around here is if you go to the hood.
Ewww.
Not her. Turkey bacon. Ick.