The options are endless here. People are pacing back and
forth to each vendor of goods. The environment smells of a cornucopia of food,
cologne, perfume, and that new clothes scent. Families, single individuals, and
couples scan the complex with a keen eye for anything that attracts them. I
find this place overwhelming with a buzz of propaganda.
A family approaches the candy store line, parents and two
children, a boy and a girl. The Shorts Wearing Family is in awe of the
selection available. The children are so ecstatic of such variety that they become
indecisive. First choosing an item and then replacing it. The parents try to
speed up the process, with reluctance the children pick what they want and go
to the register. The Short Wearing Family pays and exists, children by the
hand.
My eyes catch a middle aged man, dressed in a suit, talking
on his cell phone. Mr. Business walks into the shoe department and strolls the
isles, head on a swivel, taking it all in. He hangs up the phone and examines a
pair of formal loafers. Uninterested or not to his liking he puts them immediately
down. Mr. Business walks to the counter and converses with the employee, using
hands gestures in his discussion. The interaction takes only seconds and Mr.
Business exits swiftly returning back to his phone.
I walk down the main hall to the book store area and notice
an elderly woman walking alone. Moving slowly with a cane, Sweater enters the
book store and into the non-fiction isle. She looks book to book meticulously,
almost with a face of disappointment. Sweater comes to a book and pulls it off
the shelf. She puts on her glasses, and reads the front and back text then proceeds
with the book to the check out. Sweater leaves out to the parking lot exit.
A couple walks past the book store to the clothing shop. The
Hand Holders survey the room and move to the t-shirt section. They point out
several garments and then move to the pants section. The Hand Holders observe
the pants but seem to be more concerned what the other thought of them. They
walk out without a purchase.
Blue Shirt, a middle school aged looking boy comes into site.
He is glancing from side to side down the building as if he was looking for
someone in a hurry. Blue shirt continues down his path and disappears into the
crowd of people at the food court.
I see a group of women transition towards a sun glasses
stand. The Sandals Group women start trying on different sun glasses and
looking at them in the mirror. Two out of the four girls buy a pair. The
Sandals Group women walk over to a nearby bench to sit and talk.
Another family maneuvers through the area with a baby in a
stroller. They make their way towards the book store. The Newborn Family goes
to the children book section and strolls slowly. They pick out what looks to be
a pop-up book, then purchase it. The Newborn Family baby begins to cry while
they head out.
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