The Smell

In the middle of a Walmart parking lot somewhere in America, we draw the curtains against the klieg lights of the parking lot and fall asleep to the sound of the semis and generators idling next to us. It is noisy, but the noise coalesces into something cozy, if not soothing, and then eventually it is quiet. The Christmas shoppers subside for a few hours, only to reappear like a red and green tide in the morning.

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