As I watched the footage unfold, I couldn’t quite believe my eyes. In the dimly lit aisles of my beloved store, I saw someone I never expected. It was George, an elderly man who had been a regular customer for as long as I could remember. George had always been a fixture in the community, known for his warm smile and friendly demeanor. He was the last person I would have suspected.
In the video, George moved slowly, as though carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He carefully picked up items, slipping them into his worn-out coat pockets. I sat there, conflicted, watching clip after clip as George repeated this across different days.
