Now THIS is the real reason I go to MOA.As I passed by a closed, draped kiosk several hours after the mall closed, I spotted this lonely, full box of popcorn cradled inside the kiosk's umbra.
I couldn't help but feel like I'd found a kindred spirit here. Here, in the wee hours, was a lonely popcorn box in the mall all by itself. ALL by itself.
Such melancholy...
Such pathos...
Such...BEAUTY!! *sniffle*
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