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I was polite. That's me. But it is exhausting to be that polite all the time. I didn't know anyone by name. Try to imagine the heart of NYC. Throngs pouring through the streets and the store. I wouldn't recognize a repeat customer. It's just, my mother brought me up to be polite :))
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