Allergic to Stupidity

The entire street had been renovated, with even the shop signs custom-designed to create a uniform look. Inside, it was all glitz and glamour. This was definitely not the Medicine Street vibe. It felt more like wandering into an upscale shopping district.

"What do you want?" the clerk grunted, barely glancing up, thumbs flying as he played a phone game.

Behind the counter, a brown medicine cabinet