I have a funky idea, so this is both a genuine convo starter and an experiment in getting eyes & posts here, so uhh, I hope this is cool!
The mall will either be higher end and teeming with shoppers, or a nearly abandoned hulk like the suburbs filled with lower middle class renters around it, who now shop on the likes of Amazon and Temu because that’s what they can afford.
All 4 choices have their charms, but I’d rather go home, or find a nice quiet park for a snooze.
You spectate a circus, but you participate in a carnival.
A mall is sort of the shitty part of both of those…
I think I’d go watch the circus.
Probably the circus since you caught me low on money.
It would depend on the carnival, but I’d either pick that or the mall (if the mall had decent shops) OP what’s your choice?
It’s been a few months (and days), but I’m still thinking carnival. It’s a good cross between a circus and a mall, with the bonus of activities to goof around with.
Depending on the time of day and weather as well as what the carnival has I’d go there, otherwise I would go to the mall
I’d go home.
Same! I went to a mall recently and it was all junk. The other two are not interesting in the slightest.
I am backing out back into the brothel
I’m in Texas so of course I’m choosing the one with an A/C. Weather aside, I’d go with the carnival.
I’d retreat as option number one simply because I don’t like crowds. If that’s not an option, I’d chose based on the food and drinks available. So - either the carnival or the mall, but probably the mall.
The one with the least clowns. I can’t stand those guys!
Questions:
What type of circus?
What type of carnival?
What type of mall?
What’s behind me?
Whatever you might imagine to all of the above. This is your story!
If that’s the case, I’m going to all 3. First the Roman circus to the left. Next, Mardi Gras in Rio de Janeiro. Then one of those massive middle Eastern malls like the one in Dubai or Iran. After a week or so of exploring all that, I’ll head back behind me to my mansion to play with all my souvenirs.
