A shop of memories
It’s strange how certain places, songs, things, are associated with specific people. Maira had that. Every time she visited the city, she would always drop by her favourite department store.
And every time it would bring back memories.
She had visited that store so many times with different people. All with whom she shared a special bond.
That bond was rejuvenated whenever she stepped through the big glass door.
Even if she was alone, she always felt that sweet melancholy of beautiful times passed.
And so, each time, she always bought something from there. As a reminder of the visit.
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