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Looking Lost

Sitting here at a table watching people walk by, looking at their emotionless faces they look like they want to cry. Some of them look lost wondering where to go, walking around with their carts just wandering to and fro. People seem to be confused wondering what they should do, they should go home and relax and sit for a spell or two. They roam up and down the aisles trying to figure out what to buy, dumbfounded by the store prices they can't help but sigh. Making my observations about the shoppers that I see, some wander around in circles looking as lost as they may be. Copyright Cynthia Jones Jan.30/2016 I've never really took the time to write about shoppers. A lot of them...from my point of view look lost.

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