Wanting More

Contrived. A difficult word to swallow but that’s what struck me as I wandered the streets of a neighboring outdoor shopping mall in search of my bank’s ATM (which incidentally was erroneously indicated as part of this establishment). It was all so… well… forced. A small town theme in a place where the only point for people being out and about is commercialism. Wow. I sound like one of those crazy anti-capitalism people. You know… those people. I’m not necessarily. Consider me Charlie Brown when I declare that this experience was definitely less than satisfying.

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