All – Primark
I can’t deny; I’m feeling terribly guilty when I walk through Primark. Masses of clothes piled up over three floors. The smell of faux leather and people pushing around to get whatever they need. You might wonder why I even went there this week. I hardly ever visit Primark, maybe once a year or less. Sometimes (meaning that once-a-year-moment) I really enjoy walking in that mass atmosphere. Mixed feelings cross my mind when I’m at the counter and hear the price I have to pay. Sure, I like low budget. But then I think of the Bangladesh situation and feel guilty again. It’s all about ethics.