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From the files of the Revenoor, a discerning and astute
gentleman from the Great Southwest...

A while ago a new supermarket opened in Ajax , Ontario.

It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh.
Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder
and the smell of fresh rain.

When you pass the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and
there is the scent of freshly mowed hay.

In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled
steaks with onions.

When you approach the egg case, you hear hens clucking and
cackling, and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon
and eggs frying.

The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh
baked bread and cookies.

I don't buy toilet paper there anymore..
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