Went to Macy's with my sister-in-law yesterday. Was feeling all good and cool. Then I walked into the bright shiny white gleaming store and suddenly I looked like an orphan in a charles dickens story. Please suh can I have some more? I hate going shopping because of that. This has nothing to do with art but felt like commenting cause I never go to the mall and now I remember why. Now I want all new clothes, a new car, new furntiure, a face lift, a personal chef and 100 pairs of shoes plus a big purse with a logo on it. Then I wouldn't feel so gross being around new stuff.
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