I make an annual trip north to visit family. We always go to Chinatown for lunch. To get there we walk through an underground mall. One of the men's clothing stores keeps a mannequin near their doorway. Each year it's been a tradition for me to have my photo taken with the mannequin. There is much joking that he is my secret lover. He's been named 'Mall Man'. Family started saying "When are you coming up to see Mall Man?" And instead of saying "Is today the day we go to Chinatown?" they would say "When you seeing Mall Man?". It was fun. Then my last trip up there Mall Man was not there. Naturally I was made to pose looking devastated because Mall Man ran off with someone else.
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