New one
Guy pushes his travelling cart with groceries and a dog. On the Lexus SUV side of town where you almost never see shopping carts travel outside the store parking lot.
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Guy pushes his travelling cart with groceries and a dog. On the Lexus SUV side of town where you almost never see shopping carts travel outside the store parking lot.
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In their natural habitat, in daylight. Mingling in colors of different stores, outside the store. These carts want to leave, but can’t. So they wait for the right opportunity to escape, and in the meantime, pretend that they’re just waiting to be returned to the store.
Dueling for space.
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Spied two carts in transit, on their journeys into the world. One man pushes his two bags of groceries to the bus stop. The other cart is being used to carry the belongings of a woman .
One cart will be abandoned at the bus stop to its fate, and the other will travel longer, or [...]
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Spurred on by a conversation, went to check whether or not the shopping carts at a certain wholesale grocery store actually lock if you take them over a painted yellow line.
They don’t. At least, not on this night.
We scan the parking lot. There are a handful of people, too many really, hanging out this late. [...]
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There’s a guy in North Dakota charged with disorderly conduct for driving around an electric shopping cart while drunk. Thanks to Papillon1966 for pointing it out to me. I laughed myself silly!
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A man stands smoking outside a store. Near a filled shopping cart, waiting for a ride, perhaps? He looks me over as I try to glance at him without glancing at him. It’s past midnight of course, and I want to have no interaction with someone past midnight.
The most interesting part about this man is [...]
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Normally I write about carts, but today, I write about a woman, half-glimpsed, speeding by. She’s at a normal hang-out of carts, a bus stop, so I feel like I can write about her here.
Large, pants don’t meet her ankles. In that way that you know it’s because they are the only pants she has, [...]
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