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I got coffee this morning at the Starbucks in the mall. It was the first time I have encountered what I would like to call a mall clique. Specifically mall only because the 'opening team' for Abercrombie and Fitch were all buying coffee ahead of me. Not only did they all oder frappaccinos but they all looked identical. I remember looking at one particular girl wondering how she had become transplanted from the stereotype into an actuality standing in front of me. She looked like every other pretty blonde from California. And here it was 8:55 in the morning buying iced coffee with her mirror images in Colorado.