Cigar-shaped stuffed grape leaves, sea bass in tomato-onion-garlic sauce, an island of lamb cubes and rice in a sea of cream.
Hawaiian dancers, Michael Graves, cart escalators; inexpensive cosmetics, flimsy furniture, Cadbury’s Creme Eggs. More groceries than I expected. The vaguely seedy feeling I get from shopping at a category killer.
Back to work tomorrow.
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