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[zengar]

I took a different route while walking today, and came across a store that irritates me. I can't precisely verbalize the way in which it aggravates me, but there's nothing vague about the feeling. The sign for the store was as follows:

Third world market
* liquor
* beer
* cigarettes

Part of it is the name, and part of it is the incredible prevalence of stores selling primarily those three things, none of which I have any interest in. It's the interaction between the two, that strikes an ill-defined third note in this cord of annoyance.