You Can't Eat a Taxi

The Great Lakes Mall. Well. A place of many styles and qualities of life. Hollister next to PCX next to Tuxedo Junction next to that store that sells samurai swords. We once even housed an organ store. I mean, where else in Mentor, Ohio would you buy an organ? The people that inhabit the Great Lakes or Mentor Mall, as its commonly known, are all very different yet share the same goal; see and/or be seen, or scene. Whatever. There are your typical wiggers. They' just gross. Then the "cool" kids. Who wear Hollister into Hot Topic and think they're badass. Then there are the Hot Topic "goths/emos" that giggle outside Hollister but never go in because that's just scandalous. As with any mall, there are scenie meanies. Every day of the week. Any time. There are babies that fall or wear leashes so they don't fall. They are gross, but can be amusing. You have your department store bargain hunting middle aged hip moms, your 70+ mall walkers, college dropouts that take their boyfriends into Victoria Secret...etc. You are guaranteed to see at least fifteen people you know, not including mall creepers number 1 and 2. Remember kids, its MENNER MALL.

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