Radioshack in Jupiter changed my life.\r
Outwardly the store maintains a low profile, appearing to be just another corporate-owned shop. However, as my great Aunt Jemima used to say, ""never judge a book by it's cover, Skippy."" The fruits of this particular store lie within, the likes of which I had never before tasted in my life.\r
My experience I as walked through the door:\r
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The crisp notes of a baby grand tickle my ears, burbling from a bluetooth speaker and flowing around me as though I were a stone in a mountain stream.\r
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I feel the cool grass between my toes as I browse the selection of SD cards, a sensation reminiscent of those summers so long ago, foraging for irradiated berries in my home country of Belarus. \r
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At one point I felt like I was a Sith Lord, but I think I was simply tripping on the moldy smell in the store. It definitely had a ""dark side"" smell. Your experience may vary. \r
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The best part of my visit was the associate who helped me. He asked me if his form pleased me. Perplexed by such an odd question, I replied ""no."" He then took on the form of a lion, and as I mounted his diamond-encrusted saddle, I smelled his full-bodied mane, and it smelled of coconut. Wonderful! Then we ascended through the ceiling to God's Kingdom, where I got online to post this review. \r
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Would do business again.
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