The clerk tapped his tablet. "Ah. The Minimalist Dilemma. We have a dedicated department. Please, follow me to Sector B."
"It's for my girlfriend, Maya," Elias stammered, still looking at a shelf that appeared to sell nothing but antique keys. "She’s... particular. She hates 'stuff.' She hates clutter. I need something meaningful but intangible." xxxbp shopping retail
A sign above a bin of mismatched items read: Nostalgia (Mild to Moderate). Another shelf was labeled: Impulse Decisions You Won’t Regret. The clerk tapped his tablet