My Dad used to run a company called TMAC (Tim's Meat and Cookies). It was my favourite shop to visit and it still is. My dad sold the building 5 years ago and bought me a ginger dog and a new company. Every morning I ride up to TMAC smelling the mouldy, old smell. It's windows are covered in twisty, tangled vines or weeds. The gates at the back are where I enter the building. They are hard and metal and only I have the key to open them. It is the perfect place to train Ralph my Labrador.
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