When the late-night need arises for Dickies work pants, Bimbo brand toast, or an exotic, bizarrely shaped squash, Fiesta is the only choice. Add the glorious people-watching opportunities (because of Fiesta's stock of international groceries intended for people actually from those countries) and the store's weird-at-any-hour ambiance, and you have an extremely poignant wee-hours consumer experience.
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