Diversity in the supermarket

Four short words stand up tall as skyscrapers—right in the middle of the Publix.

It's New Year's Eve at the Publix on Lejeune Road in my hometown of Miami. Hundreds of jovial Sunday shoppers—carts loaded with tilting mounds of holiday food—converge in a tangle of checkout lines that no one can quite figure out. All this to the beautiful beat of South Florida's trademark blend of accents. Hispanic, French Haitian, Southern US, Yankee US, and who knows what else . . . .

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February 26, 2001
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