Once on a road trip I stopped at this fancy little shopping center. It was brand new, adorable, and must have been very, very expensive to build. It was also abandoned. I wandered the shops, and I always felt so guilty when the bored shopkeepers just kept staring at me, the only damn person in the entire shopping center, and waiting for me to buy something.
Is it normal that I feel like a thief...?
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Once on a road trip I stopped at this fancy little shopping center. It was brand new, adorable, and must have been very, very expensive to build. It was also abandoned. I wandered the shops, and I always felt so guilty when the bored shopkeepers just kept staring at me, the only damn person in the entire shopping center, and waiting for me to buy something.