As someone who wouldn't drive an hour to get to Somerset, or any other similar [[no)place [[I think I've been there maybe 3 times in my entire life, although I do have a great uncle who is buried nearby in another former cornfield), it's hard for me to believe that any significant number of people drive 4 hours or more to get to a shopping mall wrapped by a thrilling parking tundra.
Once you get done buying outrageously priced merchandise, what the hell do you do? Go drink and grill steaks in the parking lot and pretend you could be going to a football game? If you're going to drive that far, why wouldn't you go to Chicago, or Toronto, or some other actual city with, you know, actual glamor and actual interesting things to do?
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