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The fluorescent lights of the supermarket buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the aisles. Ciara pushed her cart, her eyes scanning the shelves for the items on her list. It was a familiar routine, one she'd performed countless times, but today, a sense of unease lingered in the air. The shelves were noticeably emptier than usual. The usual abundance of fresh produce was dwindling, replaced by gaps and empty spaces. The dairy section was sparse, and the pantry staples were running low. "This is getting ridiculous. I can't believe they're out of my favorite brand of cereal again." Ciara muttered to herself. She sighed, her frustration growing. The recent supply chain issues had been a constant source of stress, forcing her to adjust her shopping habits and accept substitutes. As