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The unknown layout was occupying every ounce of her concentration to navigate. She despised grocery stores, often a source of anxiety and claustrophobia with those tiny crowded aisles full of hungry shoppers and unruly carts. With one more item on her list and feeling the impending panic, she turned her cart erratically around an endcap of tortillas and crashed directing into the side of his cart. He was her other source of anxiety.

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