"I'll have to walk way down to the shopping center," thought Jerry.
The streets of the shopping center were more or less deserted.
Sky, water, grass scampered like merry ghosts through the carnival of the shopping center.
"Might as well get killed for a sheep as a lamb," Jerry thought, riding through a puddle on his way to the shopping center.
Gaston right here which is the main street when you leave this shopping center.
October 13, when she sought to instruct Lee Harvey Oswald on the local parking lot—was it by a shopping center?