The other weekend on a Sunday later evening I was going to return my shopping cart and get the quarter back that you have to put in in order to take a cart out, but this (younger) (kind of Asian-looking) woman in fashionable clothes and a knit cap came up and was like, "Let's switch, I have a quarter!".
Then, she handed me her quarter, and I passed my shopping cart over to her.
On my way home, there was a huge full moon low over the dark winter street that I kept walking towards and kept looking at as I made my way up a few blocks, and I kept doing that until I had to turn off the main business strip onto the side street going towards my home.
The moon was spooky.
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