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The dog wagged its tail happily as you play with it.
It sits down at your command, its tongue lolling to one side of its mouth and pawing at the air in a high five motion. It had been well trained and looked after. It's AR collar identified it as a he, "Pierre".
"Bonjour!"
A voice greeted you from behind and an elderly man unhooks the little dog from its leash, waves you good bye and heads down the street, shopping bag in hand. Pierre pulls back on the lead to come and play some more, but the old man tugs at the lead and calls him to heel.
Entering the Mega Euro-Mart, you're amaed at the scale of the shit you can buy in one store. It is literrally stacked floor to ceiling with stuff.
A small cafe area is just to the right of the entrance, the smell of the coffee and fresh baked croissants deliberately blown your way by cunningly placed air conditioning units draws you in.
Two elderly gentlemen sit at separate tables, while a store clerk wipes down another, removing a previous customer's detritus.
A small servery at the far end is staffed by a dis-interested looking young elf, an AR menu behind her scrolls through the plentiful options.
English toasted muffins(whey muffins) with soy-egg, whey-croissants with preserve, "Le Belly Buster" breakfast and all manner of different styles of soycaf to wash it down with were on offer.
