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Around here, it's a generational tradition to go out and do the Black Friday shopping. Women (mothers, daughters, cousins) plan out their escapades, dissect the store with a wish list, purchase and then go to the next store. It's their thing.

I'm an online shopper. I don't want to go through the hassle. And nothing is a "must have" item. Most of my purchasing is done too.

Your perspective of the people in the stores working when they would rather be with their families is haunting. Somebody, somewhere is paying for someone else's happy hunt. But that job is paying for a roof and food for their family.

Do you ever feel like there are just far too many "wrongs" to ever right?

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