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Food Emporium, First Avenue, Wednesday 7PM

A young mother is shopping with her pre-school son in the produce department.

Mom: Stop touching everything! This is other people's food, don't you understand that?

Kid: What can I touch?

Mom: Nothing! We don't touch things in stores. We only touch ourselves.

She looks at me.

Mom: That came out wrong, didn't it?

I almost told her that I can think of a few stores near Times Square where touching yourself is pretty much required.
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