
In this temple of spotless shiny floors, smart shopfronts, bright light and polite queues, lobsters floundered in a smeary tank, clawing their way down to the bottom of the heap in a forlorn attempt to escape the delving hand. The meat smelt fresh, the fruit glistened, the bagels tasted good and the salami was expensive.
It was a truly aesthetic experience but for some things, I am told, it is still best to shop at No Frills.
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