In the magical land of Midtown, where there are literally three million places to get a sandwich, who in their right mind would think, "hmm maybe I'll go to DUANE READE and pick something up for lunch...mm and some raisins..."
Oh that's right. It was the sweaty balding-middle-aged-businessman (I know, the very best) in front of me in line about an hour ago.
Really...?
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