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Wheels Up

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Why does the trolley dolly or cart I choose to use in every supermart always have a wonky wobbly wheel and feel oh so wearing as if it's about to lose its marbles or ball bearings? It clunks like junk with a 'thunking' sound and almost dumps my groceries on the ground won't go straight invariably tilts veers careens or curves and without a doubt indubitably gets on my nerves

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