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But so very true. I feel like I enter a foreign country when I have to go to Walmart. And it is not just south of the border foreigners now.

Last summer I was asked to pick up some necessities for my daughter across state line in Kansas. First place I found was a Walmart. I got myself in line behind an African Muslim woman with a shopping cart full of baby formula. She was paying with paper vouchers, not the typical government welfare card. Her stack of vouchers was mind bending. Took me 15 minutes of waiting for all that formula to get rung up.