A poem.
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I drive to the local Mall
I carefully park my car.
I walk through the automatic doors,
then I take the escalator.
I see displays on all the floors,
showing sales items and discounts.
A salesperson is standing nearby,
there are security cameras everywhere.
People are waiting in checkout lines,
impatient to leave the crowded stores.
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