“Sorry! Hey you!” – the man who taps me on the shoulder from behind and pulls me out of my thoughts is visibly out of breath. “You left your groceries at the checkout.” Damn. I frantically run back into the store and squeeze past the line to the cashier. “Well, it often happens that someone leaves their card in their pocket, but a whole week’s shopping…”, she says and shakes her head with a grin.
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