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A cinematic satirical wide shot inside an impossibly vast warehouse mega-store of a dumb far-future America. The camera looks straight down a central aisle that stretches to a hazy vanishing point near the horizon, flanked by towering steel shelves packed with giant tubs of neon green sports drink, economy barrels of cheese puffs and flat-screen TVs showing wrestling. Exactly three enormous shoppers in cut-off shirts and sweatpants push comically overloaded flatbed carts piled twice as tall as themselves, while a bored teenage employee in a smock rides a hover-scooter past them. Fluorescent tube lighting stretching into infinity, tall blue shelving with huge discount price banners, a hanging sign shaped like a giant slushie, distant forklift traffic on elevated ramps. Camera at chest height with a 24 mm wide-angle perspective, deep focus all the way down the aisle, flat banal big-box lighting, muted greys punctured by neon product colors.