"Man, glad I got inside when I did!", you walked underneath the open walkway to the string of stores lining the road in your small town as the rain began to fall ever so quickly. You just finished working at your own music shop after helping several customers. You wanted to spend sometime for yourself. You took off your jacket and looked into the mirror. You were in your mid 30s enjoying the fruits of your labor both figuratively and metaphorically. You worked long hours to build your shop and now had a sizeable customer base and reputation. Your belly seemed to agree as you were now sporting a nice ball gut on your hips. You actually enjoyed it a bit since your button shirt buttons opened up a bit and showed off your taut gut. A reminder of your prosperity and success! You were at least a good 250 pounds give our take but looked to get bigger. Your face was still youthful but slightly pudgy from the weight you gained. You smiled at yourself.
"It's good to be big John!", you walked towards to the antique shop and opened the door to hear the ringing of the bells.
You see Abdul, the owner, working in the back. He was a 60 year old middle eastern man. Differently different from most of the people here. But he had a great reputation and always offered you food and hospitality. You hear Abdul singing softly as he moves some boxes and items in the back room. You decide to look around in the store.
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