I would go nowhere. I don’t get what shopping means. I go to buy, and I leave. I never understood walking around looking at things. If there is something I need or want, I go get it and go home. I can’t see wasting endless hours looking in windows or walking through stores just to pull a shirt or a pair of pants off the rack and look at them. Why should I do that? It seems like a time waster when I can just get what I planned to buy with the money I have, then go get lunch or dinner. I would rather sit at home watching ants carry away a bread crumb than walk around a mall as an activity.
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