--In a old country store I happened across one time while wondering a back road shortcut. I found a old pickle barrel in the corner of one of the allies. It seemed for 1.50 you could get a pickle, some sliced cheese, a small tub of crackers .
--Well always game to try new things I handed the fella 1.50 and asked if I could have the pickle special. While the old fella rounded up my stuff I looked around the store and found it to be quite nice. It had a rather well thought out use for just about all available space. After shopping in so many new store’s with their preplanned attention manipulator's at every angle it was a welcome relief.
--When the old fella passed the brown paper bag to me, I took one last look and headed out. It was a nice old store on a old dirt in the middle of nowhere. Like a old weathered oasis on a hot day it sure was a welcome sight. And pickle and cheese and cracker's were not bad either.
--I guess it just goes to show sometimes life’s little blessing find you when you lest expect it. But when you sure can use the pick me up...
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