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As a child my mother would take me to the church soup kitchen to volunteer. She and I would cook and make care packages for all who came seeking hot meals and non-perishables for themselves and their families. I remember my first time helping out. The doors opened and slowly people began walking in, some with shopping carts full of their most prized possessions and others alone. Some greeted each other like old friends. I remember one woman who came in greeting others with a smile. She wore a white t-shirt and through it you could see her large breasts moving back and forth, free of the usual constraint.

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Living in Bavaria, Germany I have learned to let go of the dream of one-stop-shopping. You sometimes have to go far and wide and traverse the wildest terrain just to get all of the contents on your shopping list, and to make the treasure hunt more exciting, all stores close at 8 pm. So not only do you have to research where to get what you want but you better get it before 8 pm workdays and weekends, otherwise you’ll be left empty-handed.

There is one store that comes close to the “efficient” American shopping experience.

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