happy at the home depot?

on my way into the home depot yesterday, i was stopped in my tracks by the lovely smell of the blooming flowers surrounding the front door. i could have sworn i was smelling gardenia, but i never found any. what a nice welcome into a giant, cavernous store that more often smells like my dad’s workshop (at least, in the lumber section).

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