I was roaming the underground shopping area outside Tokyo Station, and walked past a miniature Don Quixote, a discount shop. The normal size one is almost intolerable, so I never ever go there.

As I walked by, I saw an orange bag with a Reese’s logo on it, and I finally understood what Peter Arnell was on about with the gravitational pull of Pepsi, because my body involuntarily shifted into the shop. But upon closer inspection, it was actually a bag of Reese’s Dipped Pretzels, which is not at all what I wanted. I was gutted. It’s impossible to find peanut butter cups. No other Reese’s product existed in the entire store. How could this happen to me?

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