People go nuts over dollar stores because, duh, everything is a dollar and they love to feel like they are getting a bargain even if they are just buying garbage. I've always had a mild phobia of dollar stores. When I walk into one I start feeling hot and claustrophobic and the smell makes me nauseated. I think about how the environment is being destroyed to create creepy trinkets that are completely useless and the child laborers required to mass-produce statuettes of down-syndrome-looking golden retrievers and I wonder about the quality of their lives. Bummer, right?
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