In my area we had a corner shop at either end of my street, both were run by English people. I can remember one of the shops had a problem with the floor, and when you went in through the door, the floor ran quite steeply towards the counter, you felt like you were running towards the counter. The shop used to have boxes of sweets, chews on the window ledge, I can remember in summer, the sweets used to have ants crawling over them

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