From horror to harmony in the fitting room

Just before their doors closed for the day, I dashed into my local department store. I found myself trawling the sales racks, unconsciously absorbing a message coming from multiple video screens advertising an undergarment supposed to endow an older body with the appearance of a younger one. Just the appearance of youth, mind you, not actual youth.

Clutching an armload of discounted merchandise, I hurried merrily into a fitting room, where I quickly started changing.

Holy mackerel!! 

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