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By now, it’s lunchtime, and I’m starving. I head over to the food court on the corner of Main and King. I grab a pie from the bakery—classic Kiwi move. But while I’m eating, I overhear some guys talking about a new development on the waterfront. Apparently, they’re building a massive shopping center. I’m thinking, “Great, more traffic on my way to work.”

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