The cash machine.
The gleam
In her eye
As she
Followed him home.
Chanting of shoes.
Later, alone
At home
He considered ”choose”.
She bought shoes.
And when they are gone
The profession will live on.
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K Morris - Poet 
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Many thanks for the share, Michael. Kevin
This sounds like you had observed such procedure for a very long time. 🙂 xx Michael
Thanks for commenting, Michael. I am an observer of humanity, and perhaps (to some extent) a man of the world.
Great to get your first hand experiences, Kevin! xx Michael