A young man in a white t-shirt, went berserk in Dunkin' Donuts.
First he opened the refrigerated cases and smashed gallons of whole, 2% and low fat milk on the floor.
Then he went behind the counter and crashed trays of donuts with colored sprinkles, jelly filled, maple sticks,
éclairs, French crullers, Boston Kreme and glazed munchkins; to the floor.
The donuts and the milk mixed crazily on the speckled tiled floor.
Customers ran out, the homeless ran in; but nobody said a word.
It just smelled like milk and donuts.
The pairing of things is sometimes very mysterious.
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