Wait. Has that Kmart always been in Penn Station?
(Mommy says no, but she also says that Kmart might not have existed last time she was in Penn. I think this is impossible. Kmart is one of those things that's always been around, like Prince. Back in the day before he became a supastar, Prince used to ride a triceratops (which also might not have been a real thing, according to something I read the other day) to Kmart when he needed some household goods.)
I don't understand how Penn can have like 836 ATMs (and a freaking Kmart), but I couldn't find a Chase ATM. I tried asking the Kmart security guy where one was, but he didn't seem to speak English that well. Or he was messing with me. Anyway, I ended up charging $2 for a bottle of pop (I will never stop saying it!) because I didn't have $1.25 in cash for the machine. Ah, the price of convenience.
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