I am walking up and down the aisles of a small grocery store-- I'm looking specifically for something, but I'm not really sure what. I put a pound of raisin-cinnamon bagels in my cart, a pair of gold shoes, a cookie that is crumbling and falling apart, and a huge, old computer. But I keep walking up and down these aisles, and as I walk, I am
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