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grocery store closest to me is 7 miles away, but I’m more like to go to the one
22 miles away when I’m at work. The close one is in a lower-class neighborhood,
and the far one is in an upper-class neighborhood, and since these trips to my hometown
began and needing to buy groceries given my sister’s diet, I’ve had some sort
of PTSD reaction in the parking lot at the closer grocery store, which for some
reason reminds me of needing to shop in my hometown. It doesn’t happen at the
farther one. I don’t know why.
That's a long way to go to get groceries - either of them. Though it was normal to me when I was growing up. One of the reasons why I am a pantry hoarder.
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