I have a love-hate relationship with malls. Mostly, I think they're vacuous wastes of space that represent the gross exploitation of those less fortunate than the insipid businesses that populate them and the spiritually dead who shop at them. But I have to be thankful for malls because it was IN one that I was more or less set on the life path I find myself. Weird? But wait, there's more.
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