The new supermarket near our house has an automatic water mister to keep
the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant
thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and witness the
scent of fresh hay. When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck
and cackle and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs
frying. The veggie department features the smell of fresh buttered corn.
I don’t buy toilet paper there any more
~~R
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