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Not going to the mall


Remember how I said I don’t go to malls much? Exhibit B: the Garden State Plaza mall in Paramus, NJ.

Seriously. If you have to go to a mall, take your weapons. The likelihood that you will need them seems to be growing.

And speaking of, I got a call from one of my suppliers yesterday. A certain restricted item that I’ve been waiting on for eight months finally got its Good Housekeeping stamp of approval from the government, and I can go pick it up. I could have built a hundred of them myself in eight months, but the local government likes to feel that it’s in control, and I’m not one to contradict them openly. So I play by the rules.

In public, anyway.

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