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Looking through the shelves for fascinating books, I picked five books that I really liked.
Holding the books in my arm, I walked toward the art section to get a new set of brush and paint but end up picking more than that, like I said before Art is my weakness.
I took the books and art material I got to the cashier at the end of the shop. the cashier who looks like a guy of my age, stands behind the machine scanning the goods I just brought, he kept sneaking looks at me. I stretched my credit card to him, he swipes it on his machine then hands back the card together with the receipt, but he kept look at me.
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