After attending the Lynx celebration at Target Center, I went to The Store. When I jogged in and down the front steps, I saw the freezer, the new freezer, the one out at the front of the store, empty. It used to have frozen foods; now, it has a few items that were probably stored at room temperature.
Father turned off the freezer because he didn't need to use it anymore.
The Store is starting to really, really die. It's getting so sad in there that I don't want to work there anymore. But I must. And I will tomorrow and Thursday. Because I owe it to it.
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