At the bank the manager was dancing with her tellers and the customers were playing the latest high interest rate hits.
The bagel shop next door was complaining that their customers were no longer lingering.
After a while the baglers were consoled by the concept of having a good neighbor and designed promotional offers for customers who were about to do some fat banking, and perhaps some dancing.
On the opposite side of this surprisingly traffic-less street, was a stationery shop of the old type; they were either out of stock of things or had too many of an item.
We might need inventory control of the soul.
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