Dear John,
By the time you read these lines I'll be gone. We have share some good times together. Savings. 10 for $10. By one, get one free. The double your dollar off coupons. But recently, I just don't feel like you love me anymore.
Life goes on. Right or wrong. I ate out of date cheese. It might not have been your fault the first time. But when it happens again, I just can't take the pain.
The sun has come and gone, poor John. I am leaving you for a someone who might treat me better. Offer more varieties of organic and fresh foods. And hopefully keep out of date items off the shelf. His name is Dave. And I will be visiting his Marketplace from now on.
Yours truly,
Me
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